<?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-2621448362719485012</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:55:37.644+08:00</updated><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Ramdom ;)'/><category term='Collections'/><category term='Announcement'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Random ;)'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>The opposite of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6788275079243429778</id><published>2009-07-13T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:51:14.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't deny. I'm a very sensitive and negative thinking person. I do not know how to express my feelings in front of my parents and they thought I don't put them at the first place. But actually I did, maybe they dun agree with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THEY] said I took my house as hotel. sneak in to my room and sleep once I came back from work. I don't talk to my parents or sistas. Doing the same things every single day. Treating them badly every single second. I am sorry to put them in to trouble. [SHE] said treating them nicely and going home everyday is not a Duty and I agree with that. But I'm afraid to go home, I don't face them, talk to them or eat with them. I do everything on my own since don't know when. I am lost with no directions, no aim. I spend every day blindly. I'm like a body with no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not from a wealth family but at least [THEY] provide us education. I've been studying hard when I was in primary school and scored nice result for the UPSR exam. My result is just nice to enter a private chinese high school but I refused to go there. [THEY] force, scold and do all source of things but I said NO. I choosed a goverment high school with all kind of different person, the biggest mistake I made ever. I was totally regret on that but there's no one to blame except myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fated. I've been walking on the wrong path for so so many years. It's too late to realised everything. I want to turn back, but it's too late. When [THEY] totally gave me up, I've got no HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending my life blindly. Whenever I think about all these, I'm totally exhausted. I have no way to express my feeling at least self-harm works, sometimes. Hah, stay under the same roof, eat the same dishes, speak the same language but we behave in a different way and I'm the one who behaves the worst among them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6788275079243429778?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6788275079243429778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6788275079243429778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6788275079243429778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6788275079243429778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-deny.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-193611981881050328</id><published>2009-07-05T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:56:58.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What comes around, goes around. Put myself in a hectic lifestyle just to forget the past tense. I am not doing great now and I totally don't know what the hack happen to me. Darn! I'm not happy when my boy is not around. We had arguments few days ago but at least he knows how to hug me in to his arms and say I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my problem is still there and it annoys me like how I annoyed my boy. Life only come once and it's not easy but I fuck up everything in my life with the stupid high-school mentality (immature). That's why I'm not happy. I can't do anything with the past tense but I should learn how to be good in my future. It's my responsibility to be my parent's good daughter and my boy's good girl. Sometimes we should pretend to be a happy person. We need to smile, this is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say life is like a story book. We are the author for it and seems like everyone owned a very nice story book except me. how sad is that? My story book is blank. I have nothing can allow me to proudly announce. When other ask about me, I have nothing to tell. My brain goes blank. This is my story in these 19 years. It sucks till the max!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-193611981881050328?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/193611981881050328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=193611981881050328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/193611981881050328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/193611981881050328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-comes-around-goes-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6216180171243932654</id><published>2009-06-23T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:45:30.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long time I didn't blog. It's because of I am horribly busy. If you want me to list out what I've done, I am sorry that I can't cause I don't even know what I am doing in these few weeks. So, just forget about it. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have my company first launch and also charity fashion show on middle of August. It's hard to run an event without everything. name list, sponsor, venue, and so on. We have nothing in our hands especially money. But we have done half of it, how great about that? Com'on, we are only 19 and done it all by ourself just to run a CHARITY fashion show so we do wish everyone can help us on this event. Bring more friends on the actual day. We thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I realised that we have to do everything just to make this project done. Sweet talk to those you may dislike and bla bla. Gosh, so sad. Hmm, the meaning of being alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may fail in this project but at least we tried. Support us. And kindly call me if there's inquiries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6216180171243932654?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6216180171243932654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6216180171243932654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6216180171243932654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6216180171243932654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-long-time-i-didnt-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6810714659592700834</id><published>2009-05-25T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:45:30.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring month I could say. Work, eat, sleep. hmm, meaningless life :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just have my 2nd Facebook account done. okay, I had my first account done and I abandon it for don't know how many years because I don't know how to use it. Facebook is too complicated and I would rather use Friendster. but now seems like everyone playing Facebook then give another try :) and, ta-daa.. Successful. The first time I feel good to be in Facebook members. So I'm using only one Facebook account and one Friendster account :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so great darling :) I love you......so.....so......much. mwah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6810714659592700834?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6810714659592700834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6810714659592700834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6810714659592700834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6810714659592700834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-25-2009-another-boring-month-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5371332251906860891</id><published>2009-05-24T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:41:16.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls sometimes should learn to be a bitch. Go and see those girls who are rich, carrying super branded bags then show off. I give you a damn! If you earn the clean money by your own, then applause for being so great. I'm now getting 'older' and my life is no longer school, family and classmates. when you're working and you get more chances to look at different people earn money by using different way. I've seen a girl doing dunno what job. pour beer for those MAN who are sitting and hugging the girl beside them. The man can kiss them, hug them and even smack their bum bum. oh my gawd. I was like? Is the world changing so damn fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not them and I don't understand their feeling. but is okay if you do need a big amount of cash then what to do since there's good offer? but I've also seen those who are happy and proud to do that. what so proud about that? You go and shop Gucci, LV, Prada but at the mean time you're doing something very shameful. I don't know. but my mom would definitely kill me if I did something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, different people with different life. I can just do my best :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5371332251906860891?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5371332251906860891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5371332251906860891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5371332251906860891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5371332251906860891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-24-2009-girls-sometimes-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4025786631377873296</id><published>2009-05-17T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:54:51.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;May, 17, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing at home and I've sent my resume to J-Link models agency. Hope that I can work there as an agent or bla bla bla but definitely not being a part of their models cause I know I would fail. pengsan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through Belinda Chee's blog and I found this out - Pangkor Laut Resort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336821315088666066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ShAytduXzdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/5rZ8-v3kvHU/s320/header_wedding00.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wedding &amp;amp; Honeymoons. so sweetand nice scene ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can only upload this cause the accommodation's picture is so small. Go and visit the site. &lt;a href="http://www.pangkorlautresort.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.pangkorlautresort.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4025786631377873296?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4025786631377873296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4025786631377873296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4025786631377873296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4025786631377873296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-17-2009-doing-nothing-at-home-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ShAytduXzdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/5rZ8-v3kvHU/s72-c/header_wedding00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8023125708592799562</id><published>2009-05-15T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:48:15.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Those who call others Bitch are the real Bitch'. I will never call others Bitch because I'm not, lol. B for Bitch :) Not revenge, not quarrel, not whatever. but it shows don't mess up with me, I've gone through so many obstacles and I'm still here. so.... You mess up with the wrong person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your precious time on my blog. what do you really understand? the world is changes so fast and seems like some of the pathetic princess/prince out there still doing nothing at home and waiting for every beginning of the month and get money from their parents. how sad? I'm not from a wealth family and I can't study aboard as you. but so what? You're educated but being rude at all the time. Those who doesn't say HELLO when they pick up the phone and straight away bla bla bla - RUDE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are from wealth family and you just sit down there and open your mouth. we're not the same excuse me. I've to fight for what I want, I've been working since when I was 15. so if you don't understand that I'm carrying burden, then you're not my true friend. but, I don't wish to be a friend with pathetic princess cause she's forever right! No one else can go against her. She says YES then you need to say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, if you think I'm rude then up to you cause I don't study aboard and I don't know your so-called-manners. but, I thank you for helping. and I totally regret on that. :) Going to have my lunch. Chiao pees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8023125708592799562?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8023125708592799562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8023125708592799562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8023125708592799562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8023125708592799562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-15-2009-those-who-call-others-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8205238254839811461</id><published>2009-05-15T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:00:41.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, good week ahead I could say :) breath in fresh air after so many problems. and I hate a girl, she's talking to me so darn rude. anything to do with you girl? if it's not, then don't bother me. thank you very much, mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel with darling so often. but, he's still that sweet. jealous huh? Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news bad news bad news! something is wrong with my neck and some of them said it's thyroid. oh my GOD! I need to go for blood test on tomorrow. DOUBLE oh my god, pain pain pian. it's so darn farking pain lor. hopefully it's not thyroid. god bless -_-"'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8205238254839811461?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8205238254839811461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8205238254839811461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8205238254839811461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8205238254839811461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-15-2009-hmm-good-week-ahead-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-9140628118941102875</id><published>2009-05-11T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:41:33.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to look for Faiszal [he's my darling punya sayang] dang! he's getting better now after something happened. hmm, glad to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed to wake up at 8.15am and go for breakfast with mua boy. but you know what? I woke up at 10am. I've got 14 missed calls and 3 msgs from him. he came to my house, then went in to my room and pushed me. I was like huh, why are you here. then, he got angry for half an hour cause he's waiting for me in the car for more than 1 and a half hour. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I'm searching for love quote. simply in love with that. let me show you some which is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when you decide to love, allow it to grow. when you promise to love, refuse to let it go. love is a painful risk to take. only love makes you cry and only love knows why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when you love someone, they become part of you. Maybe that is why it hurts so much when you lose someone you love because you lose a part of yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it dosent, then it was never meant to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rather than love, than fame, than money, give me truth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There may be many flowers in a man's life, but there is only one rose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know you truly love somebody when they hurt you so badly, but all you can think about it is the times when they made you smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;True love doesn't have a happy ending because true love doesn't end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;so romantic :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-9140628118941102875?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9140628118941102875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=9140628118941102875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9140628118941102875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9140628118941102875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-11-2009-went-to-look-for-faiszal.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1859404320384948152</id><published>2009-05-10T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:17:26.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 10, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to every dearest mom. I've got so much to tell, so let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First day of my holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -when I was eating my dinner, a friend of mine rang me up and said he got something which is very funny to tell. then I said okay. do you know what the hack is that FUNNY thingy? he says : I msg your mom and scold her (because of something). DANG! I was like....what the hell? and he even scolded my bf is not a guy. Then I said if he's not a boy, you're not even a man fucker. wah, I was so mad. and the day after that day, I read his blog and another DANG! he wrote : Please don't be so kiddo anymore and let me got the chance to tease you. hmm, who do you think you are? since you did all these shits, you're no longer friend of mine. he spoilt my mood and I throwed my phone in hubby's car. now my phone giler edy. zzz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;hubby went out together with my whole family. hmm, it should be a very good time but not actually. forget about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1859404320384948152?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1859404320384948152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1859404320384948152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1859404320384948152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1859404320384948152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-10-2009-happy-mothers-day-to-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3289752721821425805</id><published>2009-05-07T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:43:57.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 07, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reached home. went for holiday 3 days 2 night for FREE! lol, I enjoyed myself. but Home Sweet Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to tell but not now cause I want to watch Meteor Garden. update later or maybe tomorrow. chiao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3289752721821425805?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3289752721821425805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3289752721821425805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3289752721821425805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3289752721821425805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-07-2009-just-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5858438554980351215</id><published>2009-05-05T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:28:43.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 04, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I'm tired to drag myself in to trouble anymore. sick of it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a human being, never and ever simply take any strangers as your friend. you don't know when will they backstab you, or whatever. there's always two faces in every human - angel and evil. who gonna help you without getting benefit from it am I right? why should they help you if they don't get somethng good in return? that's why, human, the selfish an sucks [animal] in the world. so, only trust yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you get famous and rich, there's no more friends beside you. it doesn't mean that they don't want you, the matter is you don't take them as friend anymore cause you can't even get a lil benefits from them. so? human human human. benefits is THAT important? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need help and at the mean time, we're helping them. be good to everyone cause you don't know when you need help from them. can you tell me who can DONE a case or thing or whatever without help? I never believe in that. whenever I want to get a thing done, there's always something pop up and I messed up everything. dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5858438554980351215?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5858438554980351215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5858438554980351215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5858438554980351215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5858438554980351215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-04-2009-hmm-im-tired-to-drag-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1139212905945345615</id><published>2009-05-03T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:29:34.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 03, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reached the entries of 100. lol, I'm a hyperactive blooger :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urmm, his bday and we went to celebrate in the hotel and you know what? we don't get to take any pictures. not even ONE, how funny is this? his birthday is only like this, no birthday cake, no birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1139212905945345615?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1139212905945345615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1139212905945345615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1139212905945345615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1139212905945345615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-03-2009-ive-reached-entries-of-100.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-262839769366935573</id><published>2009-05-02T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:40:30.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 02, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darl's birthday. he's officially turned to 19. hmm, half teen and half adult? going to celebrate with him tomorrow. I'm no longer that excited cause of he said I'm asking useless, goddamn questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of everyone. there's two faces in everyone. angel and devil. but I'm looking at those devil face most of the time. shittsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy birthday. but he wouldn't realise this I think cause h's no longer interested in this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-262839769366935573?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/262839769366935573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=262839769366935573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/262839769366935573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/262839769366935573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-02-2009-darls-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6896803536278873187</id><published>2009-05-01T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:35:22.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May, 01, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urrm, darling's birthday which is on tomorrow. another few hours to go. but he's going to find his customer at Kepong right after his work so I'm not the first one who meets him up and give him a big hug and say [happy birthday]. how sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I can't wait till tomorrow. giggles :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6896803536278873187?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6896803536278873187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6896803536278873187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6896803536278873187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6896803536278873187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-01-2009-urrm-darlings-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3566272143518373115</id><published>2009-04-28T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:03:28.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darl's birthday which is on this saturday. hmm, can't wait for something but I don't know what am I waiting for. I dunno what am I talking. chaotut = blur (gucci's language) I also dunno what's that. but they said is blur then okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something which is meaningful. let me show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你不爱一个人，请放手，好让别人有机会爱她&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱的人放弃了你，请放开自己，好让自己有机会爱别人&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再喜欢也不会属於你的，&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再留恋也注定要放弃的，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生中有&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;许多种爱&lt;/span&gt;，但别让爱成为一种伤害。&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是注定要失去的，有些缘分是永远都不会有好结果的，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;爱一个人不一定要拥有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;，&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;但拥有一个人就一定要好好的去爱他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人哭了，是因为他真的&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;爱了&lt;/span&gt;；&lt;br /&gt;女人哭了，是因为她真的&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;放弃了&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真诚是一种伤害，我选择谎言；&lt;br /&gt;如果谎言是一种伤害，我选则沉默；&lt;br /&gt;如果沉默是一种伤害，我选择离开。&lt;br /&gt;如果失去是苦 你怕不怕付出&lt;br /&gt;如果迷乱是苦 你会不会选择结束&lt;br /&gt;如果追求是苦 你会不会选择执迷不悟&lt;br /&gt;如果分离是苦 你要向谁倾诉，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好多事情都是后来才看清楚，好多事情当时一点也不觉得苦，&lt;br /&gt;然而我已经找不到来时的路 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种爱,明明是深爱,却说不出来.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有一种爱,明明想放弃,却无法放弃&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(this is for my dearest friend)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种爱,明知是煎熬,却又躱不开.&lt;br /&gt;有一种爱,明知无前路.心却早已收不回来.&lt;br /&gt;决定放弃你的那一刻我哭了，我的眼泪证明了我是真的很爱你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么是勇气？&lt;br /&gt;是哭着要你爱我，还是哭着让你离开。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人的自信来自一个女人对他的崇拜，&lt;br /&gt;女人的高傲来自一个男人对她的倾慕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永远不要栽培你爱的男人，你把他栽培的太好,结果只有两个：)&lt;br /&gt;他从此看不起你或他给人偷了。&lt;br /&gt;追求一个人的手法不需要太聪明，但离开的手法必须聪明绝顶！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么我们总是不懂得珍惜眼前人？&lt;br /&gt;在未可预知的重逢里，我们以为总会重逢，&lt;br /&gt;总会有缘再会，总以为有机会说一声对不起，&lt;br /&gt;却从没想过每一次挥手道别，都可能是诀别，&lt;br /&gt;一声叹息，都可能是人间最后的一声叹息。&lt;br /&gt;也许爱情只是因为寂寞，需要找一个人来爱，即使没有任何结局。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤口是别人给予的耻辱，自己坚持的幻觉。&lt;br /&gt;发现自己只能爱一个人在一瞬间。&lt;br /&gt;而且渐渐变的自私。很多人不需要再见，因为只是路过而已。&lt;br /&gt;遗忘就是我们给彼此最好的纪念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱可以是一瞬间的事情，也可以是一辈子的事情。&lt;br /&gt;每个人都可以在不同的时间爱上不同的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I simply like this. girls is just so simple. they need your to pamper and also your love. duh, I truely dunno what am I talking about :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3566272143518373115?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3566272143518373115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3566272143518373115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3566272143518373115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3566272143518373115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-28-2009-darls-birthday-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8771907864565047822</id><published>2009-04-28T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:27:10.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for yum cha with Henry. we talked alot and he's still the same - he loves his 6 years relationship gf as much as before. hmm, how I wish I've got such a caring and lovely bf. I still remember the last time we met, we had our breakfast at Subway and we din talk much. but this time we talked so lot.. his gf is just so hang fuk. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word of - LOVE. who can tell the exactly meaning of LOVE? we had been cried, struggled and all that just because of the word of love? then could you imagine how strong the power is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, there's so many perverts out there and there's someone msg me at MSN and you know what the hack he told me? he said everyone out there are watching my friend's sex video. I dun need to elaborate her name here but at least I told my friend this case and she din even reply mw. so what to do? non of my business then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8771907864565047822?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8771907864565047822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8771907864565047822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8771907864565047822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8771907864565047822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-28-2009-went-for-yum-cha-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5686350749950847340</id><published>2009-04-26T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:38:42.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the karaoke session @ Time Square New Way together with darling. hmm, I'm having fun there. I need to pamper myself once in a while since I've started my hectic life. but I want to be busy busy busy. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we were on the way back, there's an accident happend at dunno what highway. we saw so many [police car's light] so then we thought they are having road-block and I'm so nervous lo thou I never did something wrong *wink*. but then when we passed by, we saw a car moved up-side-down which means the tyre is facing up. omg, hak sei ngor. and this incident tells everyone HAVE TO drive carefully. hmm, really dangerous :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5686350749950847340?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5686350749950847340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5686350749950847340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5686350749950847340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5686350749950847340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-26-2009-went-for-karaoke-session.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5127373034196217468</id><published>2009-04-25T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:10:39.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are back on the track again :) happy happy. he said dun wish to lose me. darl brought me to EDEN for dinner and the meal was perfecto! thou the prices is slightly higher than the normal steak house, darl said worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, woke up at 9am because I'm going out for breakfast with darl. but then, he msg me and said he needs to fetch his granny to visit doctor. so... nvm la :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5127373034196217468?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5127373034196217468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5127373034196217468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5127373034196217468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5127373034196217468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-25-2009-we-are-back-on-track.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7084796303838863925</id><published>2009-04-23T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:53:39.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad sad sad :( I feel like screaming now. struggle! from the morning till just now 10.30pm, we know how many sentence we talk to each other? hmm, it doesn't consider as sentence perhaps. only words. ONLY nine words during this ten sumthing in the morning till ten sumthing in the night - 你在哪里? ok. 我不懂. I will forever remember this 9 words and also today. so pity huh me? since everything comes like this, how do you want me to control my tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind let go since he's so sad when we were together but he dun even bother whether we can be friends or not. twice sad. if I'm not mistaken, we quarrel is because of his birthday and you know what? just now he told his mum that he's not going home on 1st of may cause he's going to celebrate with his friends. triple sad. btw, who am I to talk so much and bother his life? shut up bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxho0nEzC2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxho0nEzC2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱与罚-张智成&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空气凝重到可怕&lt;br /&gt;像全身上下 被涂满厚厚的脏泥巴&lt;br /&gt;动不了 躺不下 这种感觉仗著寂寞&lt;br /&gt;会放大 慢性的谋杀&lt;br /&gt;爱你清晰的可怕&lt;br /&gt;都怪我放不下&lt;br /&gt;还拼命在心里面磨擦&lt;br /&gt;任它痛 任它刮 我该继续装聋作哑 还是抗拒 深爱的代价&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情的伟大&lt;br /&gt;不害怕你的践踏&lt;br /&gt;就算输光了筹码 还有美好回忆能抵押&lt;br /&gt;爱情的伟大 是种原谅的升华&lt;br /&gt;何不用真心祝福来代替惩罚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你清晰的可怕&lt;br /&gt;都怪我放不下 还拼命在心里面磨擦&lt;br /&gt;任它痛 任它刮 我该继续装聋作哑 还是抗拒 深爱的代价&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情的伟大 不害怕你的践踏&lt;br /&gt;就算输光了筹码 还有美好回忆能抵押&lt;br /&gt;爱情的伟大 是种原谅的升华&lt;br /&gt;何不用真心祝福来代替惩罚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情的伤疤 很难完美的包扎 但心里放了拒马 幸福怎能继续往前跨&lt;br /&gt;爱情的伟大 是种原谅的升华 何不用真心祝福来代替惩罚 我爱你 越诚恳越不会被惩罚&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7084796303838863925?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7084796303838863925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7084796303838863925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7084796303838863925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7084796303838863925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-23-2009-sad-sad-sad-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3015170599001674608</id><published>2009-04-23T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:49:26.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke up with the chun boy. we are officially end now. so sad :( you know what? I've been telling him break up whenever we quarrel and he said NO. we quarrel yesterday he said [FINE, break up la then] omg, I was like...... huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, if break up can bring him happiness and freedom so why can't I do it? as what others always say, we don't need our lover to stay beside us every minutes. we only want them to be happy and we're happy. hmm, but I'm still so sad. he said I can't contact him or see him anymore. I rang him just now for so many times but no one pick up my call. disappointed huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,as long as he's happy. wish him luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3015170599001674608?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3015170599001674608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3015170599001674608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3015170599001674608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3015170599001674608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-23-2009-broke-up-with-chun-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-616846951535803034</id><published>2009-04-23T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:29:59.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily he rang me back and [ku bou]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, there's another feeling in my heart, but I don't know how to tell. hmm, forget it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-616846951535803034?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/616846951535803034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=616846951535803034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/616846951535803034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/616846951535803034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-23-2009-luckily-he-rang-me-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6524010716821141058</id><published>2009-04-22T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:36:52.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 23,2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. I've already decided - not to celebrate his birthday with him. he's now with one of his friend yum-cha-ing. he DID NOT give me goodbye kiss when I left his car. and I'm so damn hell stupid thought that he's shy to do it infront of his friend and will send me a sweet message. but twice damn hell, he only send me this message - you rest early a, drink more water. message recieved on 11.23pm Wednesday. third damn hell, I was so so wrong. as what people says, an immature lil girl always make the wrong decision. so jimat oh him? even lou po or darl also lazy to type. good. very good. applause :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got enough. and you know what? we watched ghost movie just now and I'm always the one who wants to watch but I'm afraid of it. and he did the best ever decision. I screamed whenever there's something appear. and he just gave me a glaring face. omg. to those girls who wants to be his gf in the future, please don't even talk to him when he's watching movie. he will breaks your heart into half on that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you people feels like I'm angry on him or scolding him. but actually I'm not. I'm just too sad on what he did. I'm just so cheap who always ran to him. I'm a bitch perhaps :) I don't heart him anymore (eventhough I miss him always). I must keep myself away from him. not to meet up with him for a week, then a month, then a year, then forever cause I know once I meet up with him, I will run back to his side which will brought me sadness like now. I want to be alone, honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6524010716821141058?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6524010716821141058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6524010716821141058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6524010716821141058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6524010716821141058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-232009-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1896838781394010995</id><published>2009-04-22T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:38:18.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 22, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad. quarrel with hubby so often and hubby seldom click in to this website. no longer the lovey dovey couple. how sad? he don't even bother me whether I'm death or still alive. it's so darn hard to live under this kind of situation. struggling so hard. but you people know me. I won't leave him unless he says break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I was wondering why am I so stupid want to grab his time from his colleague? He's just too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st of may - he wants to celebrate his birthday with his Gucci colleague&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd of may - his birthday and I tried so hard then only get this day. you understand? hmm, he did not offer me / tell me that he wants to be with me on that day. this is heart broken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd of may - his colleague wedding dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was asking myself why don't you go and watch concert on your own since he doesn't thought that want to offer you that day. I garb it back on my own. he did not offer me anything. I've already decided to stay at home or go and watch concert on that day. wait until he's totally free and no more dates then only go for dinner with him. the action he made this few days really disappointed me. I believe in he's changing, so fast. I can't follow his foots steps. its so tiring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know what? he even said don't meet everyday and he's tired if he finished work at 10pm. back then, he always rang me and asked me get eady cause he's coming to bring me out for supper. when we were still [new], he msg me non-stop. talk alot at MSN but now few sentence then he said he's tired already. what can I do? he wouldn't know how I feel cause guys don't bother girls's feelings. how I wish I could get back to the days when we were not together yet. how enjoyable and happy cause there's someone out there cares you more than you did. but now? lol. I swear I will only meet up with him twice in a week. it starts from today onwards. he did so many things which can broken my heart so then I can only be like this. if it would helps then would be great. if not then just forget it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's no colour in this post cause I'm not happy. I would rather be single better than in this kind of relationship. struggle!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1896838781394010995?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1896838781394010995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1896838781394010995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1896838781394010995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1896838781394010995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-22-2009-im-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4624492965412164430</id><published>2009-04-21T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:08:48.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;April 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally, I can breath in the fresh air. watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Confession of a Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alone. nice movie thou, it's quite boring at the first but getting more interesting and romantic when they broke up cause of the [David Smith]. correct me if I spell the wrong name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yea. guess what? It's the superwoman's 24th Birthday - &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leng Yein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. she's the toughest woman I've seen. whatever she speaks can be a quote. how powerfull is that? but there's also someone hate her very much like how much they hate me and posted nasty comments on my chat box. I just don't understand, we don't bother each other's business. back then? there's so many nasty comments! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327176710087081890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/Se3u_kR5f6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/sfMVyP_awOk/s320/leng+yein.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fallen angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. she's always that sexay so its pointless to post her sexay photo. i love this picture very much. she's just wonderful. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Belated Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ms.Leng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4624492965412164430?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4624492965412164430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4624492965412164430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4624492965412164430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4624492965412164430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-21-2009-finally-i-can-breath-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/Se3u_kR5f6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/sfMVyP_awOk/s72-c/leng+yein.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8667822900613518587</id><published>2009-04-17T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:10:24.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 17, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling shows me his tears. he crys like a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; kid&lt;/span&gt;. my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pity boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. but I'm not the one who makes him cry. I'm always good to him :) [shits].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [ fark], lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who always think that I use [&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;money like water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;] and loves to shopping. please tidy your mindset again. I'm not. don't misunderstand everyone. btw, think whatever you want to. I can't stop you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8667822900613518587?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8667822900613518587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8667822900613518587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8667822900613518587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8667822900613518587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-17-2009-darling-shows-me-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5064089493614479792</id><published>2009-04-16T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:27:51.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 16, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today might be my happiest day in the whole April. and I decided to add some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to my blog. I've been editing my blog to only&lt;em&gt; two&lt;/em&gt; colours - Black &amp;amp; White. there's no colour in this year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell this. no one is trustable. and they won't even give you a fark if they can't get benefits from it. everyone will doubt on everyone. friends and even family. we will doubt on each other. but I'm always the stupid one who always believe in the wrong person. only allow yourself to trust those who are trustable. but I don't trust anyone else now. they said they can keep secret but in the end the whole wide world knows. and bla bla bla. fark! trust yourself :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5064089493614479792?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5064089493614479792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5064089493614479792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5064089493614479792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5064089493614479792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-16-2009-today-might-be-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5482492068320085665</id><published>2009-04-14T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:52:25.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to celebrate darling's bufday. it's on second of may and also the date of Lee Hom Music Man concert. I gave up my so-called-hubby's concert. and it shows that how much I love darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling's friend really 'mm sek zou'. He asked darling to go out clubbing on 2th of May. excuse me, gf or family is always the first one. but luckily darl smart enough. He said cnt. lol. so happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I must get hubby a bday pressie la. he aims for Bottga Veneta sling flip bag, lol. darl, give me 2 years time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5482492068320085665?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5482492068320085665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5482492068320085665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5482492068320085665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5482492068320085665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-14-2009-i-dont-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7224667788380397884</id><published>2009-04-13T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:04:47.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel with mummy in the morning once I woke up. the very first time I fight back. I still remember that I only crying while she's scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I feel like want to stay on my own. got my own room and own space thou I know it's kinda difficult without anyone but sumtimes when you're tired enough but once you got home have so many annoy sounds, I would rather stay outside till everyone went to sleep. you are not me so you just don't understand me. so, don't judge me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Lounge 75 just now and they played those romantic songs. I cried while I'm eating my toast. so funny? not really. it shows that I'm sucks in controlling my tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7224667788380397884?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7224667788380397884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7224667788380397884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7224667788380397884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7224667788380397884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-12-2009-quarrel-with-mummy-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-409514197842645792</id><published>2009-04-11T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:43:57.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today I realised so many things in the world. sumthing bad also sumthing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a [bunch] of malays fighting once after I left monorail. wah, so 'dek yan geng' and one of that guy nearly hits me. luckily got a malay girl pull me away. not being pathetic but malay guys loves to fight am I ryte? especially at sg.wang or during any festival. faint lorr.. really 'hak sei ngor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone and I found that the meaning of being a [human]. I saw few mommas holding their children's hand and walk together. now even babe can wear GAP. so 'hang fuk'. when I sat on the bench and there's two couples cam-whoring in front of me. so sweet. I was sitting alone and looking no where. I dunno what I want and I think so much about [that].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for so many times because of same case. I'm sad :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-409514197842645792?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/409514197842645792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=409514197842645792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/409514197842645792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/409514197842645792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-11-2009-today-i-realised-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-9102065369859170441</id><published>2009-04-09T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:55:13.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday, 09, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cousin brother's house @ Kota Damansara to visit the new born babe - HanaSky. meet up with my niece Selena and also Sierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special with the babe coz all the new born babe is almost the same right? but I bet she's another beauty. Selena was so darn cranky. tak boleh tahan -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my hubby very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-9102065369859170441?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9102065369859170441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=9102065369859170441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9102065369859170441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9102065369859170441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-09-2009-went-to-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8527558943893453993</id><published>2009-04-07T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:43:37.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collections'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 07, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so many things need to settle. I've got so many problems :( but, whenever I meet up with hubby then every problems gone. so it proves that my hubby always there for me to settle my problems :) hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into Gucci (I forgot when already). I tried on clothes and watches and heels and bags and rings. I'm waiting for Gucci sales. Hopefully I can grab at least one item during the sales :) lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SdrYo1H5qEI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kcTZEN5m0ZE/s1600-h/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321804105658247234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SdrYo1H5qEI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kcTZEN5m0ZE/s320/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is so darn nice :) love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SdrYoT7QJXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mUbrXL73Fuo/s1600-h/IMG_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321804096746825074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SdrYoT7QJXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mUbrXL73Fuo/s320/IMG_0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hubby and I. it's real diamond on the ladies watch :) both of these watches cost a fortune (to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8527558943893453993?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8527558943893453993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8527558943893453993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8527558943893453993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8527558943893453993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-07-2009-ive-got-so-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SdrYo1H5qEI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kcTZEN5m0ZE/s72-c/IMG_0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5648006144297993946</id><published>2009-04-02T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:03:16.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 02, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy because of so many things happened in out of sudden. and everyone seems like not in the mood or in the problem. but, things will fade away soon. how I wish it will end immediately, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno what to do. I'm so sad now but he wouldn't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5648006144297993946?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5648006144297993946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5648006144297993946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5648006144297993946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5648006144297993946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-02-2009-im-not-happy-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5245634537735452231</id><published>2009-04-02T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:45:03.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 02, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;strong&gt;Gucci &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;new Jackie&lt;/span&gt;.. so darn darn nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ken just now. He just came back from S'pore for few days and today is CB Fong's birthday, wish him happy birthday. Ken is the best man I've seen in my life. no jokes. if you got him, be proud coz this kind of guy is hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and babe gave me a white rose justnow. He got it from his store and maybe some of you think that it's rubbish which others dun want. but I'm happy because he gave it to me but not other girls. lolz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me posted some pictures in the next post when I got it from hubby. Happy April Fool everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5245634537735452231?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5245634537735452231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5245634537735452231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5245634537735452231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5245634537735452231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-02-2009-i-want-gucci-new-jackie.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5857187292177137115</id><published>2009-04-01T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:22:16.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April, 01, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, please don't drop any nasty comments again if you don't like me. You guys floated my chatbox. as I always say, I accept critism in polite way :) Be good to me and I will be good to you babeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I wish I can get a Gucci handbag :) but, forget about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5857187292177137115?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5857187292177137115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5857187292177137115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5857187292177137115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5857187292177137115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-01-2009-peeps-please-dont-drop.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5160250399110293836</id><published>2009-03-31T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:31:51.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 31, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of the month again. someone out there might having fun but there's also someone working like mad. life is just like that...so, yea. fight for what you want babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but someone out there might being a biatch and left stupid comments at someone's page. this is wasting time. as you said you hate me lot but why do you still here? don't you think what you say is really funny and bitchy? grow up babeh. God bless ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn darn sleepy so going to continue this tomorrow. another day to go. again and again. good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5160250399110293836?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5160250399110293836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5160250399110293836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5160250399110293836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5160250399110293836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-31-2009-end-of-month-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4864560059020333404</id><published>2009-03-30T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:48:26.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[give me some space!].. I hold him too tight am I? this is the second time he told me this. he's totally different today. the very first time he yells at me and tell me all source of words with hard feeling. feel like want to cry but I can't and I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to train myself to become easy-come-easy-go type. I'm tired of arguement and I'm exhausted :( and I'm sure he felt the same too because I'm a worst gf in the whole wide world. how long can we stand on this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4864560059020333404?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4864560059020333404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4864560059020333404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4864560059020333404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4864560059020333404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-30-2009-give-me-some-space.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4603902623158349665</id><published>2009-03-27T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:54:35.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 27, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I recalled back the first time when we were together. the first time we hold each other's hands. the first time I got his kiss on my forehead and so on. we are just too lovely when we are in PEACE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we knew each other since form 3. but we never talk to each other because of a misunderstand case. we were chatting on MSN and before we got to bed...he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby : Don't tell anybody [our school mates] that we know each other&lt;br /&gt;Me       : Okay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because of this. and until that day I asked him about why don't he comes to me earlier and he said I'm cool enough. and what I replied is [ You asked me act like I didn't know you]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how our story begin. God shows us the meaning of love and finally we got together :) love you hubby. do you love me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4603902623158349665?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4603902623158349665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4603902623158349665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4603902623158349665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4603902623158349665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-27-2009-hubby-and-i-recalled-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2067231612097944857</id><published>2009-03-26T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:00:26.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel with him for dunno how many times in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked me why am I smiling. I looked at something and keep smiling :) there's actually two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I MUST always keep smiling infront of him or we will quarrel again just because of he thought I'm showing him smelly face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I recalled back when the times we were first together. We were always that sweet and lovely during those days but now no longer. quarrel always because tiny lil things. who's fault? both of us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had two faces. everyone ask for the good one but we need to think deeply. Are we giving out the good one before we ask for it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2067231612097944857?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2067231612097944857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2067231612097944857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2067231612097944857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2067231612097944857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-26-2009-quarrel-with-him-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5063258401056562359</id><published>2009-03-26T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:06:27.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel with hubby [again]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't flirt don't flirt :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5063258401056562359?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5063258401056562359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5063258401056562359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5063258401056562359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5063258401056562359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-26-2009-quarrel-with-hubby-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5674901815784352932</id><published>2009-03-25T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:19:56.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer a lucky girl. I met perverts twice in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking and suddenly there's a guy came forward and ask me about direction. and after I told me, I felt like he wants to walk closer to me and you know what? He said [are you wearing a brown colour bra? It's so nice] fcuk him up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the escalator and a [bunch] of bloody malay guys was just looking at my so-called-longkang and said [moi, sexy a. wow] I damn you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happend to these people? world is changing so fast. at least my hubby is still that normal. love him :) I'm lucky enough to get him beside me. love me love me hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5674901815784352932?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5674901815784352932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5674901815784352932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5674901815784352932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5674901815784352932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-25-2009-im-no-longer-lucky-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-892974782001084038</id><published>2009-03-24T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:16:46.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby got his iPhone and he keeps smiling like mad. oh my god, he's addicted to IT's thingy. wanna give him a punch on his face, grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel with hubby just now and I'm so sad. he changed alot and I'm worried that I will lose him someday. but he broked my heart into half :( charm lor this time. flirty, happy-go-lucky going to be his attitude soon. I have to stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the loser in every relationships I've got. winner in a relationship doesn't mean that I dump you first and I'm the winner. I felt that I'm the loser because of the process during every relationships. I'm always the pathetic one who catches my bf tightly,who always call or msg them. I'm doing bf's job and also gf's. this is tiring but who to blame because I asked for it. so, just sigh... yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my hubby more that anyone expects. but why do he changes in a one month time? I don't really know him now. darling, think about this when u read it. you might don't know that you're changing but the person beside you knows about it. I love you and I don't want quarrel with you that much. it hurts both of us darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what should I do to face this problem :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-892974782001084038?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/892974782001084038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=892974782001084038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/892974782001084038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/892974782001084038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-24-2009-hubby-got-his-iphone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6155099957177903129</id><published>2009-03-22T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:56:58.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 22, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby bought me the another version of [Lee Hom-Heart Beat]. I've got the first version but who knows there's another one :( Luckily I've got a caring hubby. this is the matter of luck. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw babe Sierra just now. and she's crazy. her [trademark word -what-ever]. there's a conversation between her and her granny (my aunt)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Sierra, granny's stomach is so big. I've got babe is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sierra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: No, it's not baby. It's FATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, she's so [clever]. btw, we love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my hubby very very much. what to do? nvm, I've got his pictures. bleh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6155099957177903129?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6155099957177903129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6155099957177903129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6155099957177903129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6155099957177903129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-22-2009-hubby-bought-me-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2026226440413998326</id><published>2009-03-21T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:30:17.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get him back and I aksed him to come now.. but he said [sorry, I can't]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2026226440413998326?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2026226440413998326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2026226440413998326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2026226440413998326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2026226440413998326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-21-2009-i-tried-to-get-him-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5797533016648824011</id><published>2009-03-20T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:18:00.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my darling's big day and I feel like going. I've got a partner few minutes ago but now no more so I still don't know whether I'm going on tomorrow or not. so, everything changes from time to time. don't take anything for granted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I wish my darling all the best and be happy forever with her hubby :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5797533016648824011?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5797533016648824011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5797533016648824011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5797533016648824011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5797533016648824011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-20-2009-tomorrow-is-my-darlings.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3548751126792587430</id><published>2009-03-20T04:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:52:03.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4.39am now and I'm widely awake. should be snooring like a pig now but I can't sleep. the stupid dentist, my teeth is much more better before I go for filling. but now getting worst. pain pain :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel with hubby just now. our first-war since 14th of Feb. he's jealous and me too. I played his gearbox just now and get scolded. he's so damn good when he's in the mood but he can also be so damn bad when he's not in the mood. and yea.... speechless. I dunwant quarrel. He said that I don't love him and I said that he's changed. His temper really.....worst than me. pity me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My must do list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;get myself a new phone &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get hubby pressie (secret)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pamper myself &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trim and dye my hair (again! duh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ask someone to get me a new bag but I prefer Gucci bag. ( lolz, evil me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a super duper nice gorgeous preety heels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a red colour hairband from Evita Peroni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get my P license&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love hubby more than before &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3548751126792587430?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3548751126792587430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3548751126792587430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3548751126792587430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3548751126792587430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-20-2009-its-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8353334071647456732</id><published>2009-03-17T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:37:10.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 17, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lot of picturs wf hubby and now only i realised that he willings to take photo :) good boy. but am not going to upload all because I looked so ugly in most of the pictures. fed-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another long long way to go after these 4 days. sis going to sunwany lagoon tomorrow and I feel like want to join but i'm damn broke! so just forget about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hubby gave me one of his photo and it looks so cute. it melts my everybody's heart. it's true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8353334071647456732?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8353334071647456732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8353334071647456732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8353334071647456732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8353334071647456732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-17-2009-took-lot-of-picturs-wf.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4209878715764491957</id><published>2009-03-16T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:00:59.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 17, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it, I worked for my friend on 14th of Feb untill now I still haven't get the cheque yet. I need the cheque to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad luck, bad luck, bad luck. I knocked my head and I hurt my legs. so damn pain when I take my shower. almost cry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4209878715764491957?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4209878715764491957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4209878715764491957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4209878715764491957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4209878715764491957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-17-2009-damn-it-i-worked-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6549281236998105948</id><published>2009-03-15T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:44:32.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cousin brother's house for swimming. played with baby Sierra and you know what? hubby played with her too. we are all in the swimming pool. now got sunburn and get scolded by daddy because I'mm having light fever now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby kissed the lorry's ass because of he's looking at me and we are telling each other about our so-called-dream. he's a careless driver. this is my third time car accident. poor thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently addicted to Taylor Swift - Love story. hubby sang the chorus to me once while we are in the car. sweet :) :)  he's my prince and I'm his princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6549281236998105948?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6549281236998105948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6549281236998105948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6549281236998105948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6549281236998105948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-15-2009-went-to-cousin-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3423205124422675085</id><published>2009-03-13T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:04:57.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 13th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economy recession. It does effect me alot because I've got no plan B. but due to my life is like that, nothing special. Though it effects me alot, others can't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not those bling bling princess from a wealth family. It doesn't allow me to drive daddy's BMW ( my dad don't have BMW), doesn't allow me to carry mummy's LV bag ( my mum don't have a LV bag ), doesn't allow me to spend RM 1k per one day shopping ( I don't have RM 1k at all), doesn't allow me to get anything I want. and that's why you can't see me at those ballroom with pure white piano in the center. I can't appear at those places, I can't breath. I have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economy might be like this throughout the year. I don't know how to survive. for those who are wasting money like nothing. today you're top of the world but tomorrow you might be up-side-down. save!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3423205124422675085?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3423205124422675085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3423205124422675085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3423205124422675085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3423205124422675085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-13th-2009-economy-recession.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5803111706548331585</id><published>2009-03-11T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:56:00.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with hubby. first station went to Petaling Street as he already promised to get me sweet potato balls. we travelled all the way from Setapak to Petaling Street, but stall is closed. sad.. second station went to mummy's work place @ Mont Kiara to have lunch. third station went to Cineleisure to watch movie. the fourth station went to Ikea to look at furnitures. the fifth station went to KLCC, but we supposed to go Peel road for satay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'Love Matters'. for those who didn't watch yet, go and grab your ticket. it's funny and a lil touching. it shows 'MALE' have to appreciate their woman before it's too late. but funng show I would say. thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm so fed-up with those stupid comments again and again. why can't i see so many comments before that fella posted his/her comments? I'm sure all of them are linked to each other and that's why my ChatBox is so packed now :) can't breath..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote for everyone :&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Everyone takes on different tracks walking down their life.Just because they are not in the same road as you doesnt mean that they are wrong&lt;/span&gt; - Ms.Leng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5803111706548331585?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5803111706548331585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5803111706548331585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5803111706548331585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5803111706548331585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-11-2009-went-out-with-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3476517982930375486</id><published>2009-03-09T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:28:48.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 09, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you still remember that I worked as a hair show model before? now I got some new photos from Ms.Leng's blog. so I'm going to post it here :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210171685537826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SbU1gtrCCCI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WCfir0Q9y3c/s320/mm2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210165702720626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SbU1gXYnfHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bUcFBvGG158/s320/mm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3476517982930375486?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3476517982930375486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3476517982930375486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3476517982930375486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3476517982930375486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-09-2009-do-you-still-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SbU1gtrCCCI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WCfir0Q9y3c/s72-c/mm2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7074949298954390134</id><published>2009-03-09T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:20:18.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 09, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since everyone is asking what happen between Fai and I. why do we broke up. let me explaine all here, I'm damn lazy to explaine again and again though I know some of them are really sweet but some of them just want to bitch and waiting for show. I don't want Fai's fan so pathetic go and purposely create an account and think so hard for the fake username just to insult me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I broke up with Fai and now I've got a new hubby. you can say that I hurt Fai but now everything comes to the end. so please stop all the silly questions or bla bla. sorry, there's no more show for you guys. everything goes smooth and peace. I'm his buddy and he's my jimui now. I'm glad so don't disturb us and spread rumours. thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows about I've got new hubby so don't think too much. He accepts everything and we're happy with our own new life. I don't care whether who you are and what is your aim to posted all these comments. but I already told Fai about this and he asked me don't bother. everyone asks me don't bother so much. so you're failed to bring me down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is fated. don't ask me the reason why. I know I did hurt him but it's better to hide the truth from him :) I think he can understand. stand on my side and think before you want to say anything else. but I'm forever accept critics from public. you can comment more to make my blog ALIVE :) thnk you very much, mwah mwah !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7074949298954390134?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7074949298954390134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7074949298954390134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7074949298954390134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7074949298954390134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-09-2009-well-since-everyone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-356385447084509171</id><published>2009-03-04T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:52:27.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 04, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to market with hubby in the morning. trimed and dye my hair and now become much more better :) love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me show you some video. this is really amazing :) how I wish I could be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jf4YC0VABEs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jf4YC0VABEs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XYApregsFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_XYApregsFI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-356385447084509171?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/356385447084509171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=356385447084509171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/356385447084509171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/356385447084509171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-04-2009-went-to-market-with-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-9216950045544219156</id><published>2009-03-03T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:32:45.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;March, 03, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hubby scratch his car. the car is stupid kay? there's two different road and he already went in to the left but suddenly turn to the right. and hubby's car just behind him, hubby break in out of sudden but still scratch bit lor. stupid car la fcuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he's a guy and the gal who sat bsie him keep staring at us because hubby honk them. but the gal still want to be that pathetic stared at us. go and tell you bf that he's useless. this is the rubbish on road who always bring others into trouble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let me show you guys something :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984258933500242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/Sa1NDiffKVI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HOeAAIfsoT8/s320/gucci.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the gucci freak, lolz :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308984248692261090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/Sa1NC8VyQOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/C5vpWKWxqr0/s320/forever+21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;actually im not that short rite? tehee &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-9216950045544219156?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9216950045544219156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=9216950045544219156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9216950045544219156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9216950045544219156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-03-2009-hubby-scratch-his-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/Sa1NDiffKVI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HOeAAIfsoT8/s72-c/gucci.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2799075988539570093</id><published>2009-03-02T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:11:38.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 02, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fetched sis to KL Central at 7am. early in the morning. so sleepy now, but worth it la, its better to fetch her there instead of asking her to take cab early in the morning. okay, just came back and he needs to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing much to say. but I'm currently addicted to this song 梁文音 - 最幸福的事. this is really nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVYa26eY5q8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVYa26eY5q8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day ahead everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2799075988539570093?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2799075988539570093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2799075988539570093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2799075988539570093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2799075988539570093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-02-2009-fetched-sis-to-kl-central.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7331010347171803721</id><published>2009-03-02T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:25:00.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March, 01, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy. a friend of mine is going to get married on 21st of march. I doesn't know about this at all until someone spread the news. you know what la, teenagers like to spread rumours. until today I asked her, she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked la when I got this news because she's same age with me. only 19. and some of us thought that this is very strange, very bad. how come to get married at such a young age? but think deeply, they love each other and I believe in them. they need to go through so many obstacles before they say 'YES, I DO' .. so show them you are supportive or just don't bother them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my friends might think that why am I so happy and touched coz i'm not very gud with her. but, it's so romantic la. they can walk into the church hand by hand and live together in the rest of their lifes :) I do wish both of them appreciate each other and be a good husband and good wife. I don't think this is a easy job. it's hard to mantain a good relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OEY16JzveDA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OEY16JzveDA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best my dear :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7331010347171803721?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7331010347171803721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7331010347171803721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7331010347171803721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7331010347171803721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-01-2009-im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1402164449979869689</id><published>2009-02-28T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:29:11.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February, 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day of February. it seems like very short but just enough for the shits happen to me. okay, forget bout it. we can be friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone went to work at Ipoh and dump me at home. I dunno how he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never allow someone to be your priority &amp;amp; allowing yourself to be their option - by Miss Leng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1402164449979869689?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1402164449979869689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1402164449979869689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1402164449979869689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1402164449979869689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-28-2009-last-day-of-february.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-32110821673940469</id><published>2009-02-24T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:36:31.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday, February 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be the sad-est post in the whole blog. broke up with him and I hurt him so much. If you ask me is there any guys made me changed my mind. I would say yes. someone changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad and guilty now. I would not say the boy is the best and because of that I dumped monkey poo. I really dunno what am I doing. I need so time to rest. some time to think. some time to breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-32110821673940469?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/32110821673940469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=32110821673940469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/32110821673940469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/32110821673940469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-february-24-2009-this-might-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3469254502527352954</id><published>2009-02-23T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:32:32.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, February 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Gucci store @ Pavillion and I found so damn many things which can caught my attention. but was so damn stress la when I steped in. dun misundderstand, I went inside to look for my friend, not shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaKk66NojpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4Y_afveE8Is/s1600-h/ff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305984642961673874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaKk66NojpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4Y_afveE8Is/s320/ff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this nice? Gucci rubber flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3469254502527352954?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3469254502527352954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3469254502527352954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3469254502527352954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3469254502527352954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-february-23-2009-went-to-gucci.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaKk66NojpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4Y_afveE8Is/s72-c/ff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5484152036981972035</id><published>2009-02-23T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:57:53.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday, February 23, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyQf8bJUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/wDHQxidibow/s1600-h/f.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928938774275394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyQf8bJUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/wDHQxidibow/s320/f.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;slurp, makan @ Delicious :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyQdrbiqI/AAAAAAAAAes/lGEA3D9VJBI/s1600-h/dd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928938166127266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyQdrbiqI/AAAAAAAAAes/lGEA3D9VJBI/s320/dd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the notty BOP 'tau tai'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyP8_onbI/AAAAAAAAAek/T3ZndL3WIWM/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928929392500146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyP8_onbI/AAAAAAAAAek/T3ZndL3WIWM/s320/d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eldest sis behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyPlBdYwI/AAAAAAAAAec/43arJN8Tn-8/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928922957701890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyPlBdYwI/AAAAAAAAAec/43arJN8Tn-8/s320/c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBmdNxKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/bE1PolQcTfY/s1600-h/bb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928682824385698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBmdNxKI/AAAAAAAAAeU/bE1PolQcTfY/s320/bb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; huggies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBrPH7XI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NGJY-S2Lhc/s1600-h/aa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928684107459954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBrPH7XI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NGJY-S2Lhc/s320/aa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBnQcymI/AAAAAAAAAeE/coQPF79fF4s/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928683039279714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBnQcymI/AAAAAAAAAeE/coQPF79fF4s/s320/e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she loves it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBci2gaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SeFhhBI-Kqs/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928680163672482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBci2gaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SeFhhBI-Kqs/s320/b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; posing posing posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBOujlNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Usm7DF2VQuM/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305928676454667474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyBOujlNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Usm7DF2VQuM/s320/a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her leg, my everything  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5484152036981972035?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5484152036981972035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5484152036981972035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5484152036981972035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5484152036981972035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-february-23-2009-slurp-makan.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SaJyQf8bJUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/wDHQxidibow/s72-c/f.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8944408654124865118</id><published>2009-02-23T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:48:32.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, February 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my two babies &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BABE BOP&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PAUL FRANK SOCKS MONKEY&lt;/span&gt;. from two of my dearest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hell yea, I brought babe bop to everywhere even I go out makan. I ain't going to copy someone so just keep your bloody mouth shut. what she did is nothing to do with me. what I did is nothing to do with you. honestly, I seldom bring my socks monkey out due to he's not 'healthy'. his hair dropped everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some pictures of them. will post it on the next entry. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8944408654124865118?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8944408654124865118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8944408654124865118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8944408654124865118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8944408654124865118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-february-23-2009-okay-my-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4003698565122966061</id><published>2009-02-19T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:25:21.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February, 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed to blog. I supposed to smile. I supposed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truely don't know what the hack is going on. everything seems like going to the be the worst part. i wonder what am I doing in these 10 days. 'am a rubbish in M'sia :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to tell. but I doesn't know how to write it down. how useless am I? went to eat here and there. drove on road and summone taught me. was so excited and nervous. I nearly bang his car. god bless! work at 1UTAMA. very very easy work and I love it. got free tickets from the GSC management. not bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Paul Frank's monkey soft toy from 'Emeth' on Valentines.. lolz, what a good name. my [V] day sucks la wei. don't feel like mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to makan with Jun Juan on monday but the stupid agent ran away with my pay. sorry sorry J.J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to my secondary school yesterday and I felt so bad. how I wish I could get to college soon when I was still in my secondary school. and now how I wish I could get back to my secondary school. I love my school and my friends. now getting bigger / older, stupid questions and bloody things always comes to me. pengsan lo like this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shop, eat, sleep and pampered by everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4003698565122966061?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4003698565122966061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4003698565122966061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4003698565122966061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4003698565122966061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-19-2009-i-supposed-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4104641468672801399</id><published>2009-02-09T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:56:28.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February, 09, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to aunty Mary's house yesterday and also today :) the senior citizens play mahjong, the youngster watch TV and eat eat eat. but only my sis and I. sienz untill I throwed temper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I played two round mahjong with my aunties and you guess what? I lose RM20. RM10 [ maximum for one round ]... oh my god, luckily my momma pay for me. yaya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone bought me Lee Hom's latest album [ music man ].. wow, so leng zai lor :) will post th picture on the nxt entry. stay tuned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4104641468672801399?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4104641468672801399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4104641468672801399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4104641468672801399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4104641468672801399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-09-2009-went-to-aunty-marys.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6833566800162255692</id><published>2009-02-07T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:55:05.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February, 07, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt like want to go out with darl and I rang him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Pavillion to watch movie [ all's well, end's well ].. this is the second time darl watched this movie but he's still laughing that loud. okay, it's quite a nice movie but abit disgusting lor. no image when the lady burp after she drank the whole bottle of [ COKE ]..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of problems now. anyone can help me on these?! faint!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6833566800162255692?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6833566800162255692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6833566800162255692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6833566800162255692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6833566800162255692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-07-2009-suddenly-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8602899633439480203</id><published>2009-02-06T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:47:26.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramdom ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;February, 06, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to save money for my [B] day. I always think about how to make a memorable birthday for myself. my dream birthday party is just very simple :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish that I can have a pool side birthday party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dress Code : gaun / elegant dress ( not to forget to bring ur sexiest bikini )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time : starts at 7pm and play till you drop - anytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Free buffet dinner + juices because I don't take alcohol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you can bring your partner along or bring your whole family. we are there to have fun, sing, dance, swim, laugh and etc. do whatever which can make everyone happy as long as not crossing the line. hmm, I think this will be my memorable birthday party and I'm sure it's very costly :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it can only be a dream. btw, let me show you he cutest, smartest, prettiest and gorgeous Sierra's pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710964967779154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SYxbCyclq1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/SjgllMJplIM/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;don't you think she's gorgeous?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710971771971618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SYxbDLy1aCI/AAAAAAAAAdE/R7tL3DxfJOc/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her 'old McDonald' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8602899633439480203?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8602899633439480203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8602899633439480203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8602899633439480203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8602899633439480203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-06-2009-i-want-to-save-money.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SYxbCyclq1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/SjgllMJplIM/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1464574012661367088</id><published>2009-02-05T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:38:27.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramdom ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year - part 2</title><content type='html'>February, January 05, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I can start breathing after some sighs of relief. Valentine is just 9 days away and im feeling so lovey dovey already * blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ not to forget to save some money for [V] day :) its our 3rd time to celebrate together. its not easy for us to be with together untill now. we went thru so many obstacles and one thing which made me suprised was we're still holding each other's hands tightly :) so it is something worth while for me to blog about [us].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1464574012661367088?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1464574012661367088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1464574012661367088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1464574012661367088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1464574012661367088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-part-2.html' title='Chinese New Year - part 2'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2194632925274594293</id><published>2009-02-03T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:02:23.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>FULLHOUSE - part 1</title><content type='html'>February, 04, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cousin sister's house @ Tropicana. played with the babe, swam, went for sauna again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;niuzesui&lt;/span&gt;. I thought they are selling branded stuff but 'am wrong. oh my god. I told my darl and he asked me to go and have a look at a restraunt - FULLHOUSE. it's nice, so I've already told my darl to bring me there before valantines :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing to tell, 'am going to learn how to drive on road. whee-pee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2194632925274594293?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2194632925274594293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2194632925274594293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2194632925274594293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2194632925274594293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/fullhouse-part-1.html' title='FULLHOUSE - part 1'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7448531855844539275</id><published>2009-02-03T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:54:04.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>sweet big smile, sour tears drop</title><content type='html'>February, 03, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chinese says today is the biggest day in CNY for hokkian :) 'am a hokkian, celebrated just now. with delicious meal, you can hear the fire crackers &amp;amp; fire works's sound non-stop. all of us have to shower before we 'bai bai'. I can say its a must lor. so can you imagine how important it is for us? walao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we screamed and laughed. after that I was so so sad. I realised, time flies. i've not been a good girl in year 2008. so I have to put my ear on busy mode and chase what I lost in yesteryear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'am here to proudly pronounce something :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I go to bed before 12am everyday&lt;br /&gt;2.) secretly kiss my husband - lee hom before I go to bed or the next morning I woke up&lt;br /&gt;3.) 'am no longer an cheese addict due to my body allergy&lt;br /&gt;4.) I go and brush my teeth imediately without lying on the sofa ( I can sit on the sofa for 4-5 hours before I go and brush my teeth )&lt;br /&gt;5.) I've learned how to not always bring my phone beside me ( I even brought my phone to the toilet when I go poo poo )&lt;br /&gt;6.) not to stay infront of the pc for more that 5 hours ( I can stay infront of the pc for more that 10 hours! crazy!!! )&lt;br /&gt;7.) I call my darl everyday before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;drive on road and someone buy me Suzuki Swift :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7448531855844539275?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7448531855844539275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7448531855844539275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7448531855844539275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7448531855844539275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-big-smile-sour-tears-drop.html' title='sweet big smile, sour tears drop'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2308564208485789812</id><published>2009-02-02T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:13:13.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>B-A-L-A-S-A-N</title><content type='html'>February, 02, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a story which happened to me. if you're interested, stay tuned. if you're not, just close the page, just incased you say 'am so biatch or waitinf for the chances to revenge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as what I mentioned before, you get what you did in return. want to be Angelina Jolie / Tyra Ba*ks, up tp you :) a friend of mine ( she's no longer my friend now ), she scolded me or teased me together with another biatch. both of them wrote those rubbish comments on their Friendster page. one of the sentence which pissed me off is ' she is so pathetic, secondary school mentallity, oh my gosh '... at the moment I saw this, I was stunned. so biatch lo like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* they said 'am not a loyal gf. I gave my bf wore ' green hat '..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, one of the girl who scolded me all these broke up with her bf just because she is not &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOYAL&lt;/span&gt; to her bf. she flirt with others ( some of them might thaught that this is a small probs ), she even simply piak piak with the guy she met at club. strangers only ka okay?! ( piak piak stands for ma*e love ). oh my god, so biatch. whenever her bf realised all these, she refused to admit. she said she did not... she told her bf that she loves him vry much. eewww, so cheap-skate lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of you might doubt at why I knew all these since she's no longer a friend of mine? let me tell you, I told her my secrets and she spread everywhere. and now she told her so-called-bestie her secrets, and her bestie spread everywhere. you said 'am not a loyal gf, not me. is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;... you're 20 now. but you are still bringing your so-called-secondary-school-mentality, don't tell me you expect people wouldn't know what shame thingy you did?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2308564208485789812?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2308564208485789812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2308564208485789812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2308564208485789812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2308564208485789812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-l-s-n.html' title='B-A-L-A-S-A-N'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-880970426696023640</id><published>2009-02-01T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:28:46.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>happy trip</title><content type='html'>February, 01, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trip to Seremban with him :) meet up with his family, attend his friend's birthday party. just came back from thereand I love it vry much darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet up with his family :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to play bowling and you know what? I don't knw how to play and just simply throw but I got strike for 2-3 times, all of them angry like hell :) oh my god, let me tell you. got lot of beng &amp;amp; lian over the whole Jusco. I was like.... what the hell. ugly high-lighted hair, ugly flip-flop, long long-black black nails, some of them even wear boots. jesus christ.... I told darl and he said : 'am one of them too before I moved to KL'. lolz, he's honest enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attend his friend's birthday party :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walk walk kat Jusco till 6 something then got people come and bring us to the birthday girl's house. nothing special, only eat, gamble and laugh kat her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me announce something, my darl changed his Friendster profile name from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FEIDIDI&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FEIDIDI EMETH&lt;/span&gt;. wow, yao yeng dao!!!! lolz :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-880970426696023640?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/880970426696023640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=880970426696023640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/880970426696023640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/880970426696023640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-trip.html' title='happy trip'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6390311826004604399</id><published>2009-01-30T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:55:37.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>MY YEAR 2009</title><content type='html'>Friday, January 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the absence due to my pc broke down : (  I wanted to on-9 but as you know 'am a lazy bum bum to walk to cyber cafe then just forget about it. 'am here to wish everyone HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR * give me ang pau please *.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'am quite busy during these days. went to cousin sister and brother's house to get ang pau, gamble, drink, eat, play with the babies. I love it :) I love the gamble session bcoz it was so excited and nervous. it's hard explaine why am I so excited... teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from cousin brother's house @ Kota Damansara. played with the naughty yet adorable Sierra. she's really gorgeous and smart. let's have a look at our conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the funiture shop and the devil Sierra play with the bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sierra &lt;/span&gt;: look at me, look at me ( she wants people focus on her, lolz )&lt;br /&gt;me : what are you doing Sierra? do you love the baby panda bicycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sierra &lt;/span&gt;: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and out of sudden, she scolded rude words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sierra&lt;/span&gt; : ( honk honk ) give way, give way! fcuk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, we were laughing like mad especially her momma. we asked her momma why she talks like this and her momma told us she learned from him daddy. lolz, she's cute / naughty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'am waiting for tommorow to meet up wf him :) teehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6390311826004604399?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6390311826004604399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6390311826004604399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6390311826004604399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6390311826004604399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-year-2009.html' title='MY YEAR 2009'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5688327075894318633</id><published>2009-01-07T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:44:19.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>sick people / sick societies ?</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, January 07, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, sick people or sick societies? everyone wants benefits and they can do anything just to get the things they are looking for on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just talk about those lil innocent things - child. as what I know, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WORLD VISION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is an advocacy organisation dedicated to working with children, families and even communities to overcome poverty. they help the poor :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sponsor a child and change their lives. don't you think they need your help? is okay if you couldn't afford to pay just like me. 'am still a student. no stable / long term jobs. talk about those freelance jobs, as everyone knows. freelance jobs are very hard to get unless you're very pretty or tall. but for those who can afford to pay, why don't you try to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know money are everything. if money are important to you, then it is much more important to those lil innocent thing. if you have the whole cupboard of LV, Gucci, Prada's bag, why don't you use one of the LV bag's money to help the poor? everyone wants branded stuff. I want branded bags too. but it's more than enough to own one or two. what for want to own the whole cupboard of branded bags? I don't understand. not to say you are very kind to adopt as many child as you can but another hand holding Gucci bag. I only saw most of the poeple holding Gucci bag and driving BMW but do you think they will adopt child? if you did, applause!! if you did not, go home and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to be rich, learn form Angelina Jolie instead of Ty*a B*nks. go and think, WHY! for those who are rich, please read this entry. you have to pay RM600/per year ONLY! how many lil innocent thing you can adopt if you give up the LV latest edition? be kind, be good, be wise. okay, it's your money, so it's up to you. but for what 'am sure is you will get more than a LV bag in return if you give them your helping hands :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to this website, you'll understand. they are poor enough :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.com.my/index.php"&gt;http://www.worldvision.com.my/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5688327075894318633?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5688327075894318633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5688327075894318633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5688327075894318633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5688327075894318633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-people-sick-societies.html' title='sick people / sick societies ?'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7248482884333930319</id><published>2009-01-04T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:57:04.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>new year wish list</title><content type='html'>Sunday, January 04, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope / want these thing done in year 2009!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. try my best to earn 2k or more than that by working as freelancer or whatever la. but totally not pe*acur la duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. get myself a COACH handbag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. get myself a pair of sandal from Pedder Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. diet diet diet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. get mummy a Tefal wok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. be a good girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. look for someone to sponsor me to beautify my teeth (please please)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. travel to S'pore / Bali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. I want to drive on road. not those fun fair machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. organise a party and invite everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7248482884333930319?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7248482884333930319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7248482884333930319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7248482884333930319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7248482884333930319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-wish-list.html' title='new year wish list'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7529016720421838704</id><published>2009-01-04T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:33:01.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>monkey poo's 23th birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>Saturday, January 03, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ladies and gentleman, boys and girls. now presenting to you is ZOE. let me tell you, today is the naughty-careless-stupid-cool*blooded-cruel-firce Fai's 23th birthday. we went to Greenbox. but we went to Federal hotel for high tea before we headed to sg.wang. hmm, not really nice food, not really nice environment. but as long as monkey poo wants it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned for his birthday one week ago. I asked someone to gather all the T.T people. but only 10 of them can make it and some of them absence for some other reason. thank you very much to those who came. all of you gave him a big suprise. I was so noisy when we are at greenbox. all of them said 'am hyperactive. don't look down at T.T Crew. they are so-called-soh*i gang. but today I got the title of MISS S*HAI. lolz. not easy you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who attend - Fung, Alex, Eddie, YD, Joe, Damien, Nick, Jacob, Mun Yee, San, ZOE and of course the birthday boy - monkey poo. 'am so so touched that they can make it. Mun Yee darling bang her car few days ago but she's still here to celebrate. Joe worked at Summit until 8pm but he can reached at 8 sumthing. Eddie finished work at 8pm but he reached at 8.15pm. how touch? monkey poo totally don't know bout I planned all these. but, worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, thank you very much to those who made the day. jesus loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his birthday pressie &gt; jacket and boxer. it's abit blur but not my problem okay! he moves non-stop. blame him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SV-dd_2Dx7I/AAAAAAAAAck/QC4dOFA_zHU/s1600-h/n.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287117626236192690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SV-dd_2Dx7I/AAAAAAAAAck/QC4dOFA_zHU/s320/n.JPG" 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/2621448362719485012-7529016720421838704?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7529016720421838704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7529016720421838704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7529016720421838704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7529016720421838704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/monkey-poos-23th-birthday-celebration.html' title='monkey poo&apos;s 23th birthday celebration'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SV-dd_2Dx7I/AAAAAAAAAck/QC4dOFA_zHU/s72-c/n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-449701337574783300</id><published>2009-01-01T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:30:14.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year everyone</title><content type='html'>Thursday, January 01, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2009 now. recalled back, I did nothing during the whole year 2008. how lousy huh? btw, went to aunty's house yesterday. we had so-called-ice-cream-party. lol =) BBQ during the whole night and waited for 12am for so long. we screamed non stop on the 12AM included my 60 year-old aunty! how excited? btw, good luck everyone. my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with monkey poo just now. in the end? quarrel... 'am lazy to mention anymore. 'am thinking bout his birthday on this saturday, but then? do you think we can celebrate? I don't think so. zzzzz, forget it. wish me good luck la peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-449701337574783300?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/449701337574783300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=449701337574783300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/449701337574783300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/449701337574783300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year everyone'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2268035651944907335</id><published>2008-12-30T08:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:11:43.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Setiawangsa Jusco - La'bohme</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, December 30, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 7 sumthing in the morning. something is wrong with me I guess. watched the Korea drama - Lover together with my sis. she's crazy kay! the show starts at 8am. but she asked my momma to woke her up at 6am just because of she wants to watch REPEAT. xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you something. I hate the stupid LA' BOHME. we went to Jusco @ Setiawangsa. and LA' BOHME are having promotion from don't know what time till 10.30pm before the stall are closed.&lt;br /&gt;PROMOTION : buy 3 free 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hell yea, we bought 3 chicken pies but total we got 5 la. in the end? it's KAYA PUFF. not chicken pie la fcuk. but 'am SURE that I saw the 'chicken pie' tag on the tray. what the hell is this? wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever la, 'am waiting for monkey's poo bufday on this Saturday. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2268035651944907335?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2268035651944907335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2268035651944907335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2268035651944907335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2268035651944907335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/setiawangsa-jusco-labohme.html' title='Setiawangsa Jusco - La&apos;bohme'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5915898766839422997</id><published>2008-12-29T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:52:24.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Wish wish wish</title><content type='html'>Monday, December 29, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I truly hope that my mummy will allow me to go out till midnight because I need to celebrate monkey poo's birthday =) he's 23 on next saturday. he's one year closer to death, muahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've planned where to go, what to eat on that day. but I haven't get him pressie, what should I buy? he's looking for EVERLAST's flip-flop, but some of my friends told me you're sending him go if you buy him slipper/shoes. what can I do? suggest me peeps! frankly speaking, I don't know what he likes beside those street wear tee. but you know what? I don't know how to choose street wear tee la gosh. how bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'am still waiting for the best time to tell mummy that I want to go out on next sat. momma momma please let me go la, once in a while mar. ahlah, forget bout these first. let me tell you what I [wish] to do after I get my salary. I want a tattoo! come on la, I don't want those lala ah beng ah lian's tattoo. shit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284884666909091106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVeumqIGZSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/nAUqzTmD4tw/s320/dmsmd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284884666008469842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVeummxYAVI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TEpzagDN7gg/s320/ddmsmd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5915898766839422997?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5915898766839422997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5915898766839422997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5915898766839422997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5915898766839422997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/wish-wish-wish.html' title='Wish wish wish'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVeumqIGZSI/AAAAAAAAAcc/nAUqzTmD4tw/s72-c/dmsmd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2941412745250058691</id><published>2008-12-27T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:36:47.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>photos uploaded</title><content type='html'>Saturday, December 27, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is time for me to upload the photo taken on christmas. nothing special. only a few, as you know I don't really like to take photos in public. 'am so shy shy shy. but it also doesn't mean I like to camwhore in my house la please. I don't like to take proper pictures. I always tend to do stupid and ugly faces due to some reason which is very annoying for me. so you can see if I take proper pictures, my smile would be freaking fake lo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493953029595554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVZLQHgHYaI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bMfX3YBoDp0/s320/kfds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493948520045362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVZLP2s9GzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/TbPqKEFW3ug/s320/fdsfds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493950867581202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVZLP_cpqRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/uuXld0_OemI/s320/fdsf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2941412745250058691?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2941412745250058691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2941412745250058691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2941412745250058691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2941412745250058691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/photos-uploaded.html' title='photos uploaded'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SVZLQHgHYaI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bMfX3YBoDp0/s72-c/kfds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-9174972978739039118</id><published>2008-12-26T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:35:51.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>confused.</title><content type='html'>Friday, December 26, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'am so confused peeps. I don't know what should I do. I wish to give him chances, but sometimes I truly felt that he don't worth the chances. I don't know what to do. I don't know what I want. I love him as much as before, but TIME proves that he worth nothing from me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can forgive her but not forget as what I mentioned before. 'am definitely okay when she doesn't appear in my mind. but it's quite impossible la because sometimes monkey poo needs to contact with her due to some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make decision now. suggest me la please! 'am not those positive thinker and things become worst when we're on this stage. what I want? I promised him that I'll forgive him when I was in the mood and I think he needs chance. but I ignore and quarrel with him whenever we mention about the past especially when I was not in the mood. I know 'am sucks in controlling my emotion. sorry everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, please don't spread me blog to every where la. you are always welcome if you're here to share my story. but if you want to watch some drama which is happened in my life, please fcuk off la kay? you are so attentive to my blog and the most important thing is you want to be kepohchi. come on la, you can't get any better things to do? so poor! please DON'T do advertise for my blog anymore such as ask your gang to read my blog together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much for being so attentive to my blog entries. finally, I've got you as my 'regular reader'. you showed me that you're freaking PATHETIC. grow up kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-9174972978739039118?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9174972978739039118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=9174972978739039118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9174972978739039118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/9174972978739039118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/confused.html' title='confused.'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7568142477567455109</id><published>2008-12-26T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:41:08.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>Friday, December 26, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a joyful x'mas every year. but it's a lil different in this year. we are all invited to our aunty's place for the x'mas bbq party. I met the fallen angel - Sierra. she's not in the mood, she wants daddy for the whole night. but she's back to normal when she gets her x'mas present from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th of december - x'mas eve &amp;amp; my 2 year anniversary with monkey poo. unfortunately, he needs to work and so that mean we couldn't celebrate our 'big day'.. okay, forget bout it and let me tell something which is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with monkey poo on 25th, he brought me to Lecka Lecka, infront of Pavillion (the road side ice-cream stall). well, they are also selling alchohol drinks and don't know what 'sisha'. don't care la because my purpose to went there is for the ice-cream and the romantic environment =) 'am a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I had a really joyful x'mas. and I do hope monkey poo feels that too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* will upload the picha soon everyone *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7568142477567455109?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7568142477567455109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7568142477567455109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7568142477567455109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7568142477567455109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas!'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2713758184543141855</id><published>2008-12-19T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:08:57.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>a friend of mine</title><content type='html'>Friday, December 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to makan with the T.T old members @ Tokyo. lolz, you know what? I saw small monkey, she's back =) how excited? she's going to leave on the 1st of January 2009. how sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, small monkey bought monkey poo and I a box of liquor choco and Paris keychain. thank you very much sayang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2713758184543141855?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2713758184543141855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2713758184543141855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2713758184543141855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2713758184543141855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/friend-of-mine.html' title='a friend of mine'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-2996049635171193717</id><published>2008-12-19T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:37:09.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>'am lucky =)</title><content type='html'>Friday, December 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, is my daily routine to blog everyday but I missed out four days just because of I went to work @ Tar College. and 'am freaking tired too blog. but I must blog boout what happened yesterday. I couldn't believe it, gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here we start. I worked for Nokia - Intergradable Nokia Kiosk @ Tarc from Tuesday - Thursday. and Nokia is giving out ONE Nokia 5610 for those who recycled spoilt phone, battery, charger or even headset. lot of them recycled more that 10 items and I only recycled 1 phone and 4 charger + headset. so I thought I've got no more chance to win. but who knows? lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, I got the phone. do you know how happy am I? the main reason is because of the phone la, no doubt... the second reason is because of in this 18 years, I never and ever can be that lucky to win any prizes. you see how unlucky am I? btw, thank you very much to bou bui =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps yeah, during these three days 'am so so so happy and I enjoyed very much. thank yo uvery much to a guy. I don't know his name. he is really good. whenever I sat down and eat or rest, he will ask me ' do you want mineral waters?' he's very nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-2996049635171193717?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2996049635171193717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=2996049635171193717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2996049635171193717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/2996049635171193717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-lucky.html' title='&apos;am lucky =)'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1701266248535999179</id><published>2008-12-15T22:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:49:05.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collections'/><title type='text'>X'mas wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday, November 15, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZshAu5OQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WDjcqqKoRwA/s1600-h/ggdfg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026927526656258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZshAu5OQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WDjcqqKoRwA/s320/ggdfg.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;monkey poo, sponsor sponsor! P1i.. my dream phone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZsBol2hPI/AAAAAAAAAao/KQCUWKQ84Is/s1600-h/hcfgh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026388470334706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZsBol2hPI/AAAAAAAAAao/KQCUWKQ84Is/s320/hcfgh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canon IXUS 700. I lost two digital camera! god damn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZr-vRqctI/AAAAAAAAAag/wMc0UXIDcew/s1600-h/gd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026338725098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZr-vRqctI/AAAAAAAAAag/wMc0UXIDcew/s320/gd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want an iPod. 'am a music freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZr6_Z61KI/AAAAAAAAAaY/XsRHura0YK4/s1600-h/nj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026274335216802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZr6_Z61KI/AAAAAAAAAaY/XsRHura0YK4/s320/nj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my fave place - Paris. the romantic place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280027037615433666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZsna2Gp8I/AAAAAAAAAbA/cDRXN8PP-6k/s320/fgd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I want 1000 blocks of Kraft cheddar cheese!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZr2nZU-jI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/qTfBY2HmvZQ/s1600-h/nds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026199170808370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZr2nZU-jI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/qTfBY2HmvZQ/s320/nds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want this gorgeous black piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZrysUXIGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/J-NMNCO4X8g/s1600-h/gfgd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026131772678242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZrysUXIGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/J-NMNCO4X8g/s320/gfgd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want the brown colour one, not this colour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026483217129698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZsHJjP4OI/AAAAAAAAAaw/vZL7vyU3eDM/s320/ksmakms.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I want the lil bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZrsg6SARI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ij0kcB9VFFE/s1600-h/djdssa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280026025631285522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZrsg6SARI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ij0kcB9VFFE/s320/djdssa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wnat diamond necklace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZrpmhqTSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Cxl_9FXCtpg/s1600-h/cvbhd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280025975599025442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZrpmhqTSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Cxl_9FXCtpg/s320/cvbhd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want this!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;get me these and i'll give you a vry big muacks! monkey poo, time for you to show me how much do you love me... just kidding la =) but I don't mind if you can get me these, lolz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1701266248535999179?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1701266248535999179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1701266248535999179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1701266248535999179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1701266248535999179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-wish-list.html' title='X&apos;mas wish list'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SUZshAu5OQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WDjcqqKoRwA/s72-c/ggdfg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3217153211467005090</id><published>2008-12-13T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:15:11.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>meaningless day</title><content type='html'>Saturday, November 13, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a meaningless day! argued with monkey poo before he went to dance @ Hilton hotel. this is really tiring la. I can't stand on his those happy-go-lucky attitude. his life - work, yumcha, friends, dance and sleep. maybe 'am also the same as him la but come on man, he's already 22 years old and he's doing all those activities which is my mummy don't accept at all. i'm exhausted lor to stand in between. I know mummy wants to give me a better life and hope that I can get a better one if I want to be in a relationship. but money poo is not that worst. no one is perfect and he's quite good overall. if I tell mummy that he's quite good then 'am sure she will scold me stupid and bla bla bla. but if she wants me to leave him........ I don't know =( I don't want to upset her. but, I do love monkey poo. exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy present for money poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 24th of December * 2 years anniverssary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 25th of December * Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3th of Jnuary 2009 * his birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help help! get me jobs please =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3217153211467005090?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3217153211467005090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3217153211467005090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3217153211467005090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3217153211467005090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/meaningless-day.html' title='meaningless day'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5835265635917833424</id><published>2008-12-11T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:50:45.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Beautiful people in my life</title><content type='html'>Thursday, December 11, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love beautiful people, especially the inner part. don't you think they are like fallen angles? I do appreciate everyone who put in effort to teach me and guide me to the right path. I did failed before and I did something which is very wrong, I hurt those who loves me. 'am so sorry =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, human have two sides. they can be an angel and also and devil. they can be beautiful at times, and be ugly at times too. this is a must to every human being. and what we should do is to balance it. everyone is beautiful, but I only love those who are sincere to me, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did hurt my momma before for don't know how many times and I know she's very disappointed because of my behaviour. I felt so sorry when she's scolding me with tears in her eyes. I never care about their feelings when I was doing something which is not good. I only realised how deep I hurt them when they're going to give up on guiding me to the right path. my momma said I met the wrong friend. I should meet some friend which is good to me. but momma, I won't blame them why are they trying to bring me to the wrong path, this is all my fault. 'am not steady, 'am still very kiddy and I don't even care about the consequences after everything's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up and I have to take up the responsibility on what I did. I promised to myself not to hurt anyone who are sincere to me. but 'am not the perfect one, 'am here to apologise if I upset you again. 'am really sucks la when I was on the young stage. some of them might not believe in me anymore, but I will try my best to prove to you that, 'am totally changed =) I love everything beatiful in my life. I have to give more and expect less. everyone can be beautiful, don't step on the wrong path and hurt those who loves you. I want to be beautiful *giggles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5835265635917833424?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5835265635917833424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5835265635917833424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5835265635917833424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5835265635917833424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-people-in-my-life.html' title='Beautiful people in my life'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6499238224573020698</id><published>2008-12-09T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:05:16.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, November 09, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think 'am going to Lemon Garden cafe again before Christmas. hmm, with monkey poo.. maybe. he's totally a china man kay? he likes noodles, rice. always get scolded by him because of I love something which is expensive but with vry vry small portion. I love everything which is vry expensive. money-minded me! joking la duh. this is not my fault kay you poo poo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and do you know why am I named him as china man? normal people (me) prefered MEDIUM for steaks, he wants WELL-DONE. I like bread, he said 'am wasting money because it's small and we have to eat more than one everytime. I love western food, he likes malaysian food. I love oysters and mussels, he said it's smelly and yucky. I love pasta, he said it's fattening and he wants don't know what creamy chicken rice -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, my momma always said I can live happily in the jungle as long as you give me a loaf of bread and a packet of cheedar cheese. you see how terrible I am? and now you can understand what changed me from skinny girl to a fatty bum bum? my boy is going to abandon me =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277805266597453938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST6H7U06IHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QS49AxL6J-E/s320/fdsf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at the mussels!!! don't you think this is wonderful? they are so pretty. gila me. prawns and crabs is a big no no to me because of the stupid allergy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277805158909524450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST6H1DqGueI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fnn4hDqD-_U/s320/bnv.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocolate foundue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277805064525021618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST6HvkDFgbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/IT2AwnqzTzM/s320/vffs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oysters with lemon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6499238224573020698?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6499238224573020698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6499238224573020698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6499238224573020698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6499238224573020698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST6H7U06IHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QS49AxL6J-E/s72-c/fdsf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3853383736605339404</id><published>2008-12-09T00:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:39:36.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collections'/><title type='text'>Luxury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tuesday, December 09, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;monkey poo - my retarted bf. he's just too, cute! he's so annoying la. I sent him my galfriend's pictures and ask him try to get the job for her. a leaflets print model. and you know what? he keep on telling me : wah, your friend vry pretty leh. for don't know how many times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;duh, he's scuks lor =( he upsets me! but.. undeniable, she's really gorgeous. the most beautiful lady I've ever met in my 18 years life journey. how I wish I could get 10% of her 'beauty-ness'! lolz, my broken english. she's not only beautiful okay? she's smart too! this is unfair lor. can YOU please either give me a smart brain or pretty face? I ain't blaming la, I love what my parents gave me =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need jobs la wei. well, 'am a young lady now and 'am so materialistic. I love branded stuff. I don't like it if it's not branded. but now, I've got no choice. I have to buy something which is not branded. don't you think i'm pity? I'm not fat hao la. I felt that 'am addicted to girlish handbags and heels. die die die!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277466057481536130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TawZeQoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/_Jsr1hdJDXY/s320/vbgcf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prada, this is realy 'old'. but I love it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465984846727810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TWhz_CoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/P6MLgrS615g/s320/m,m,m,.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salavtore Ferragamo - so comfy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465925276112722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TTD5Pl1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/PTPqn6VULWA/s320/jgh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pink Fendi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465868555530258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TPwmAMBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VaZX_5Oohpo/s320/hh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gorgeous peice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465811195494082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TMa6TfsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XdSNb7uQMhQ/s320/fds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gucci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465711423350450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TGnOxZrI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TvwQFQbR90Y/s320/cvbhd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nine west sandals. don't you think this is gorgeous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465647229598322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TC4FyenI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/v-uxzaaTuJ0/s320/bcgf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nine west heels!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277465548153336818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1S9HAKs_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/gAV9VtLkqwg/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;pumps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3853383736605339404?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3853383736605339404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3853383736605339404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3853383736605339404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3853383736605339404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/luxury.html' title='Luxury'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST1TawZeQoI/AAAAAAAAAZA/_Jsr1hdJDXY/s72-c/vbgcf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3896764935374358440</id><published>2008-12-08T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:11:53.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>High Tea at Shangri-La hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday, November 08, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had high tea @ Shagri-La hotel *Lemon Garden Cafe* with aunties and friends. hmm, 'am so so so so full, bloated! this is really crazy okay? RM70++ per head. it's quite cheap right? because you can get chinese, indian, malaysian and italian modern cuisine over there. yummy yummy! go and grab your seats now before it's too late =) well, been there for few times. and my fave desert - chocolate fondue. rich chocolate with sweet and juicy fruits. I just can't keep myself away from the machine. I ate more than 10 sticks everytime. and that's why, 'am so so fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277434830618840690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST03BHRPTnI/AAAAAAAAAYA/zAvUsr3jSbg/s320/bjbj.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;well, 'am not able t take any pictures because of monkey poo. he refused to lend me his 3.2mp camera phone! stingy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chit-chat with Steffie and Elaine for hours! bought a simple top from Steffie's e-shopping blogspot &lt;a href="http://ministryofclothes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ministryofclothes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, I'll either work for PC Fair at KLCC or golf event registration counter at MV. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3896764935374358440?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3896764935374358440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3896764935374358440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3896764935374358440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3896764935374358440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-tea-at-shangri-la-hotel.html' title='High Tea at Shangri-La hotel'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/ST03BHRPTnI/AAAAAAAAAYA/zAvUsr3jSbg/s72-c/bjbj.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-4847558927797371433</id><published>2008-12-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:02:45.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Fallen angel</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, November 03, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cousin's sis house at Casa Tropicana. played with the baby boy Caden. nth specially actually =) went to the sauna room with my lil sis for 15 minutes. my sis sweat like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, time to post the lovely video here. for those who watched Mamma Mia before, yes. I love the soundtrack - Our Last Summer &amp;amp; Winner Takes it All. these might take you a longer time to load, but....worth waiting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8yQS7b9wVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8yQS7b9wVo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5tbgUPBIxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5tbgUPBIxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-4847558927797371433?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4847558927797371433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=4847558927797371433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4847558927797371433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/4847558927797371433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/fallen-angel.html' title='Fallen angel'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-8922887258145944083</id><published>2008-12-02T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:52:53.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Happy + Angry</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, November 02, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my honey boy (yen han) rang me just now and asked me how's life. don't you think he's sweet? yes, he is. 'am so so happy because of I received my honey boy's call =) love him till the max, mwah mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to tell yo something which is happened on me on last Sunday. you know what? I took taxi back from Jusco to my house. and it cost RM3.80. well, I gave the stupid bangla driver 10 bucks but he refused to take it just because of it's a vry BIG amount. and I get scolded by him. he said : moi, lain kali nak ambil teksi tolong bagi duit kecil la. i macam mana nak bagi balance macam ni? kalau you berhenti kat pavillion sana then ok la kerana it's almost RM10 marr. sekarang hanya 3 lebih, macam mana nak bagi balance? then I replied : I've got only RM12.80 now. you just take the RM2.80 and you rugi or you take the RM10 then return me the balance. you know how he replied me or not? he said CANNOT! I argue with him and the meter is still running you know? I should left the car by RM3.80. but in the end I left the car by RM 5 sumthing.. wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, for christ sake la.. it's only RM10. what is RM10 now? not trying to be a bitch here. but it's fcuking true what. if I've got small change then I take bus edy la, what for still want to take your stupid car? you only need to return me 6 bucks then everything ok edy. but you? fcuked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhPAK8HjcPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhPAK8HjcPI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, just because of Miss Suleen taught me how to post Youtube video here, then you can see each video for each post. lolz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-8922887258145944083?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8922887258145944083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=8922887258145944083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8922887258145944083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/8922887258145944083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-angry.html' title='Happy + Angry'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3381920594243937085</id><published>2008-12-01T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:27:37.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>He's my VVIP</title><content type='html'>Monday, November 01, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to label this post as an emo post. no worris, it's not that emo la. hmm, read my high school mag just now and you know what? I truely felt that I miss everyone in my high school =) especially my gang and my fellow teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz-PqPWPnJ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz-PqPWPnJ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY VVIP =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my VVIP - Mr. Chen Yen Han * I don't know how to spell his name edy, sorry sorry! it's my fault* .. well, for those who read every post in both of my blog might know who is Ivan Tee. and hell yea, my VVIP is from the same high school with Ivan. but both of them transfered to our school when I was in form 3. he brought me lot of happy memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undeniable, I love him. but not those lovey dovey thingy la kay. it's pure friendship and he's my god son. he always called me as momma momma =) for those who don't know him well might felt that he's really cool. and yes, he is! lolz =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I changed him within 1 month. do you know why am I so powerful? 'am Zoe wei, lolz. he's always there to cheer me up whenever 'am down. 他是一颗定心丸，只要有他在身边，我的心就会定下来。 called him just now and he told me he's with his gf now. sienz!! whatever la, I still love him vry much =) mwah mwah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3381920594243937085?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3381920594243937085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3381920594243937085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3381920594243937085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3381920594243937085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-my-vvip.html' title='He&apos;s my VVIP'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-33570831265328091</id><published>2008-11-30T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:37:19.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>'Am alive =)</title><content type='html'>Sunday, November 30, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey poo went to Wu Shu night @ Tar College. then went for movie with his gang, left me alone at home =( kesian me!! he never want to bother me at all lor, summore hp no batt. I cannot contact him at all -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey poo went for a dunno what TVC shooting in the morning, he wore a vry vry vry funny costume. will get the photo from him and post it here * wink* hey, he's cute la wei. with big big tummy. can you imagine the bloody monkey poo turns to a bigger size? it's not slightly fatter, it's damn damn fat. go and imagine on your own la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey, do anyone of you know how to post YOUTUBE video on my post? I tak tau macam mana nak post la, kesian me! k la, nothing to tell edy, nite! chiao =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-33570831265328091?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/33570831265328091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=33570831265328091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/33570831265328091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/33570831265328091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/am-alive.html' title='&apos;Am alive =)'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5683489614811699950</id><published>2008-11-30T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:00:21.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Te Amo</title><content type='html'>Sunday, November 30, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, watched Meteor Garden just now and you guess what? I cried =( lolz, this is my fave taiwan drama during my high school time. 'am one of the fans of them lo, i'll collect whatever bout them and I even spent all of my ang pao's money to watch their concert. 'am crazy and addicted to them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, people often fall in love accidently. should be thankful if you get the right person. but what should we do if we get the wrong one? don't you think these is annoying? you have to keep looking for the one which is purposely made for you. this is tiring =) sometimes 'am not sure whether monkey poo is the right one for me or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself when I love to think too much. kill me kill me =( I always think negatively and I think too much which is unnecessary and this always put monkey poo into trouble. yes, 'am a bloody princess who always ask for someone to stay beside me. who loves to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, don't talk bout this. I'll post something happy here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_Vbhr5vU0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_Vbhr5vU0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5683489614811699950?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5683489614811699950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5683489614811699950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5683489614811699950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5683489614811699950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/te-amo.html' title='Te Amo'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-5643596456673903911</id><published>2008-11-28T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:49:40.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Hate myself for loving you</title><content type='html'>Friday, November 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something bout us doesn't seem right these days. I don't know what's going on. I can't get any solution, blame myself for being such a stupid princess. I asked myself to leave if 'am not happy with him. but whenever he comes to me, I'll just listen to him and stayed beside him. this is not the first time. I tried vry hard to be hard-hearted to him, but I failed! useless me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my friends said it's just because 'am still loving him. yes I do. but you know what? I felt like want to slap him whenever we're fighting. I never and ever want to argue with him when I was with my family because of my momma don't really like him. momma told me lot of rules before you choose a person to be your partner. and she said I should not choose him because both of us don't even know how to tolerate, this is not good. I wish to stand beside him and prove to my momma that we can make it. but sometimes he keeps shouting and yelling when both of us are not in mood! what can I do? I'm damn tired lo =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summore he wrote something which is very over! I asked myself not to read what he wrote to his friend but I can't! I would die if my life still going on this way.. don't wanna leave it all behind, but I get my hopes up and I watch them fall every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE MYSELF FOR LOVING YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-5643596456673903911?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5643596456673903911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=5643596456673903911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5643596456673903911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/5643596456673903911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/hate-myself-for-loving-you.html' title='Hate myself for loving you'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-1172968664345795168</id><published>2008-11-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:22:46.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>She's a Gossip Queen</title><content type='html'>Saturday, November 22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, 'am vry sorry for being so emo. but bitches really pissed me off and I've to release my anger over here. stop reading if you hate it, but keep reading if you what to know what's goin on =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truely felt that she's the winner for gossip queen. 'am not trying to revenge or spread your rumours. i just want to let others know never and ever be a bitch or gossip queen. you can gossip anyone you want to. but do not bitch okay? don't bring everyone into trouble just because you're highly interested in gossip-ing. you don't wish others to gossip bout you and so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you spread rumours and talked something which is untrue bout us. and what do you get in the end? you get nothing and you made us felt that you're nth but simply a bitch. you're no longer a friend of us since you can be so 'fake' and cruel. talk infront of us if you're not happy with that. tell us your bitchy guts. or just keep your mouth shut. but I think both of these are not your choices because you're a bitch. you dare not tell us your bitchy guts face to face and you can't keep your mouth shut because it's too itchy. so you choosed to gossip. and we choosed to look down at you =) fair and square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should not post this entry to say somthing bad bout her. but she really pissed me off. I  get nothing too after scolding all these, but what I get from this story is not to gossip or bitch bout others. i should reflecting myself on this just incase the world go against me =) I have to change my attitude. and please readers, try your best not to bitch bout others kay? you might bring them into trouble because of this. be nice and be cool =) Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-1172968664345795168?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1172968664345795168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=1172968664345795168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1172968664345795168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/1172968664345795168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/specially-for-you.html' title='She&apos;s a Gossip Queen'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7486255702952196328</id><published>2008-11-20T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:40:46.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>FORGIVE but not FORGET</title><content type='html'>Thursday, November 20, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already one something and 'am not sleepy at all. so, chit-chat with my monkey poo and read leng lui's blog - Candice. hmm, I don't think she knows who is zoe, but 'am sure she knows who is Christine. aiya, don't care whether she knows me or not la. I love to read her blog *kepoh*. her life seems like always that happening when I looked at those pictures she uploaded. hmm, 'am a peep! sorry sorry Candice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, read her latest entry. not good to mention here bout her story. this is really no manners =) so, go and read on your own if you know who is Candice. but what 'am I going to say is she deserve the title of being the Miss Freshlook. wish you luck gorgeous =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I love this : when I found out that u backstabbed about me to someone and you still acting such a nice friend to me. this is really scary. they're monster, no doubt. btw, she's kind enuf to forgive her friend just to remain the friendship. but me.... I can forgive but not forget. I know 'am selfish =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck and all the best to you. truely hope that this kind of shits won't happen anymore =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7486255702952196328?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7486255702952196328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7486255702952196328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7486255702952196328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7486255702952196328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/forgive-but-not-forget.html' title='FORGIVE but not FORGET'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-6097356302150210311</id><published>2008-11-19T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:46:09.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>My 18th birthday</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, November 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394399582663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzyF1VNRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uQ-50_97Uwc/s320/sndk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waiting for my bufday cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzvFaJ4YI/AAAAAAAAAXI/E9xh-Y3p9ag/s1600-h/mskdma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394347929067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzvFaJ4YI/AAAAAAAAAXI/E9xh-Y3p9ag/s320/mskdma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at the differences between our eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzsMkFq_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tBXUx4Dq6Ms/s1600-h/snjksada.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394298310175730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzsMkFq_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tBXUx4Dq6Ms/s320/snjksada.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 狗仔队&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzpRCvtjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/li3HnScoDkw/s1600-h/nsdma,.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394247972894258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzpRCvtjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/li3HnScoDkw/s320/nsdma,.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lolz, look at the reflection of my eye-lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzmdHQFnI/AAAAAAAAAWw/jX4TtDm9qcU/s1600-h/ndsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394199673411186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzmdHQFnI/AAAAAAAAAWw/jX4TtDm9qcU/s320/ndsa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the action fella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQziQjnVTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WyhdyEex2b4/s1600-h/mm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270394127583237426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQziQjnVTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WyhdyEex2b4/s320/mm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; infront of Lot 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-6097356302150210311?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6097356302150210311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=6097356302150210311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6097356302150210311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/6097356302150210311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-18th-birthday.html' title='My 18th birthday'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQzyF1VNRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uQ-50_97Uwc/s72-c/sndk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-7809626828696454656</id><published>2008-11-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:24:36.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random ;)'/><title type='text'>Oh my god.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, November 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..... woke up at 1 sumthing in the afternoon. lolz, I born to be a pig. watched movie, played games, on-line, eat and bla bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;monkey poo sent me a msg in the morning. sweet sweet =) played and fight with my youngest sis. she's so annoying. she ate my fish balls, kicked me, punched me, bite me, disturbed me when I was watching movie. don't you think she's annoying? but I still love her to the max. even though she always got scolded by me, she's still the one who spent most of my money. nagged me to buy her foods, drinks, and snacks *faint*... well, I don't care because she's my beloved sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spent my time on looking at those vry adorable stuffs. 返老还童. let me show you..... &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/specialcakes/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/specialcakes/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270389405712680802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQvPaN8h2I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Vi0kqKsI4cc/s320/sjdka.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Barney barney =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270389110876139170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQu-P3b7qI/AAAAAAAAAWY/CNgzJnJH0Xo/s320/fmlmsd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elmo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270387830549358162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQtzuRvplI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yy1M4_8cExM/s320/kfks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tom and Jerry. my all time fave cartoon show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270385811976160946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQr-OgZBrI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tQOQKD8j72U/s320/kdsmak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love these faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270385721074876434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQr4731gBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/QG2PZn-_0ok/s320/nsdjna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so so so cute. love the teeth =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-7809626828696454656?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7809626828696454656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=7809626828696454656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7809626828696454656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/7809626828696454656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my god.'/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSQvPaN8h2I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Vi0kqKsI4cc/s72-c/sjdka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621448362719485012.post-3482892336270814937</id><published>2008-11-19T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:38:41.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, November 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....well, this is the third entry withing one day. hmm, not trying to be annoying. I can make all these entries in one, but...too messy! lolz =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked at my Friendster pictures just now and I found some pictures and it recalled my memories when I was still in high school. frankly speaking, I want to be an adult and study in college. but I changed my mind now. I want to be a lil kid and stay in high school forever. it's fcuking stress when you face to those fcuking annoying people who try their best to hurt you. this is crazy okay? they're abnormal. something is wrong with them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and miss those days when I was in my lousy high school. went to school every morning and we had breakfast together. either red bean baos or 'chee cheong fun'. wait till 7 sumthing and gather at basketball court to listen to those fcuking stupid speech. have fun during the stupid spot-check. play together with teachers. sleep and eat in the class. 'am not a good student I think. but 'am not bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how good if I can go back to my previous high school life style? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSLsv_aTK1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/w_IhuAWkhdY/s1600-h/snajsan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270034823196650322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSLsv_aTK1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/w_IhuAWkhdY/s320/snajsan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ sunway lagoon with my bestie and her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSLsq9cQvyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/RbpcDkaVCtQ/s1600-h/sbda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270034736768663330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSLsq9cQvyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/RbpcDkaVCtQ/s320/sbda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my bufday celebration. we're Starbucks addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270034659045180626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSLsmb5ihNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/S2PXmJn_Mxw/s320/dnsaj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;@ Maison to support my monkey poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2621448362719485012-3482892336270814937?l=miss-zoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3482892336270814937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2621448362719485012&amp;postID=3482892336270814937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3482892336270814937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2621448362719485012/posts/default/3482892336270814937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-zoe.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-november-19-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Zoe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jfM-_bpY5h4/SSLsv_aTK1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/w_IhuAWkhdY/s72-c/snajsan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
