<?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-6165055</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:32:31.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stole</title><subtitle type='html'>even when tears fill my eyes, i swear i'll never cry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-109041537683092169</id><published>2004-07-21T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T21:09:36.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'at times i struggle with pride, so i tend to believe that i have earned any love i receive. pride tells me that i am loved only when i am lovable, respectable, and worthy. At other times i feel the tug of fear. deep down inside, i know that i don't deserve the love i get. my motives are never pure, and i fear i will be rejected if they are exposed. so even while i am basking in acceptance, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/109041537683092169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/109041537683092169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109041537683092169' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108903194074172960</id><published>2004-07-05T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T20:52:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello! today was a good fine day. i want with jessalynn and luloo to ps to catch a movie but there were no tickets left. so we went on to pizza hut's for lunch. it was funny when jessalynn was asking for the bill she was like "where's e black black book?" haha. it was such a wonderful sunday! my family and daph's family went to malaysia to ride horses while her dad and mine played golf. the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108903194074172960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108903194074172960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108903194074172960' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108805489629135276</id><published>2004-06-24T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T13:28:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello. time really is something so unpredictable. it comes whenever it pleases and leaves whenever they think is right. it seems only yesterday when i locked up my locker firmly, packed my school bag and left the gates of knowledge, the second "home". now, i am siting here waiting to head back to the early rise each and every day. i am kind of drading the opening of school, as it would mean no tv</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108805489629135276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108805489629135276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108805489629135276' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108671179750753309</id><published>2004-06-09T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T00:23:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello. holidays are here!! well hipe you all enjoy it! i watched he day of tmr i know i know u must be thinking what a lame show to watch. but the truth is it was good. i had a heavy heart at first when i was to watch this show but omg to my astonishment it was nice. i watched harry potter too.well this one was rather funny. quite dissapointing acturlly but it was all right. oh no i sound lyk i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108671179750753309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108671179750753309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108671179750753309' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108555960150135883</id><published>2004-05-26T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T16:20:01.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As it creeps to ur door step wanting an answer, waiting for reply you may not know it. an oblivious you hears it's cry and unlocks the door. it comes in without a thought it takes control of you. the it is loneliness. it makes you depressed, sad and helpless. soon just when you thought it will never end and decides to leave this earth, somehow, comes along a friend . she lends you a shoulder to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108555960150135883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108555960150135883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108555960150135883' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108504404609159786</id><published>2004-05-20T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T13:00:10.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello again. it's hard sometimes to fit something so small and unreal into minds like our's. Trust me. the human mind is built in such a complex way that sometimes a little word goes a long way and eventually stabs you in the heart. but sometimes words can bring you joy and happiness.such sweet feeling. kind and pleasent.so to everyone a simple word can change a person's emotions. don't steal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108504404609159786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108504404609159786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108504404609159786' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108392122434949007</id><published>2004-05-07T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:19:09.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello... don't u think that friends are just so important. they share your joy. hear ur thoughts, spread ur pain, cheer u on. i  never can imagine how life will turn out if it was not for my friends. sometimes we have to let our pride go. by saying a simple hello or sorry could make a whole difference. it' s not stress u feel when u r out there wif friends but comfort and warmth. take the ejs for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108392122434949007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108392122434949007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108392122434949007' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108323218436344396</id><published>2004-04-29T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T17:54:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello. the naive child like mind is worth wanting and adored by us. trust me it really is. today sandra, denise and i went to a pri 2 class to sit in for a lesson with zhou lau shi. though simple and boring it might seem to us but yet the young ones loved it. their worriless laughter and naive minds had no idea what life has installed for them. the dreamy minds are easy to please. Longing for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108323218436344396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108323218436344396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108323218436344396' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108210209441681120</id><published>2004-04-16T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T15:58:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello. hows ur day goin? mine's doing fine quite well acturlly. but i found the fomular to joy in life. it's to see and realize what we have rather than just plain comparing. sometimes we spend our whole lives hiding behind books, school and tutions that we neva realize how much we have missed. it's not just money that makes one happy but it's the company and nature. to feel the wind, to see the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108210209441681120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108210209441681120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108210209441681120' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108184599600119524</id><published>2004-04-13T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T16:50:30.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello!! well you know the feeling of guilt and regret , it sux it does.really. if only i could turn back time so i need not suffer this feeling is unkind emotion. if only i was able to. this cost is too much for anyone to bear. the bitter taste of losing everything and feeling so alone engulfed all of daylight's joy. wait tommorow please wait i need some time to think it over. i need space to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108184599600119524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108184599600119524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108184599600119524' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108169212992027794</id><published>2004-04-11T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T22:06:02.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello! what's a wish? is it an ambition or is it a dream that will never come true? i did a little research and the dictionary told me that it's "Something desired or longed for" but they didn't answer my main point. Will it come ture? even a slight posibility,will it? remember the birthday wishes we make every year? remember how we wish and wish hoping so much that it may come true? did urs ever</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108169212992027794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108169212992027794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108169212992027794' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-108142331937392071</id><published>2004-04-08T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T19:25:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIFEhello!! heard lots of ppl saying that life's just not fair. life sux doesn't it... it does. but remember the days life brought joy to u? when ur baby brother or sister was born? or maybe when u met sum really nice ppl. i don't know. but sumtimes life can pull u down so much it hurts. but i am sure that there is so much in life we can experience and there is so much thing we have yet to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108142331937392071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/108142331937392071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142331937392071' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-107976155349560749</id><published>2004-03-20T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T13:49:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello! went out yesterday wif  geraldine, samantha, jessalynn, denise, yuai, yu ling , jing ting and natalie  we went to watch huanted mention the show was not wonderful it's an ok show... denise and i went to sch in e morning for back up then we had to chage clothes in sch. we had to creep out of the canteen toilet sommore cos we did not want anione to c us haha aniway we met up wif jessalynn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/107976155349560749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/107976155349560749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107976155349560749' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-107450201967542223</id><published>2004-01-19T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T16:48:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello... today monday again! Hate mondays why? cos it lyk 5 more days till sat and i can't wake up late!!! but good thing it's chinese new year... got a longer vacation :) really need it cos so tired and worn out :( doe even feel lyk goin to sch sumtimes... all right enough abt me post me a note in my guest book to tell me hows life goin k smile always god bless!:D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/107450201967542223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/107450201967542223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107450201967542223' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165055.post-107268647553636252</id><published>2003-12-29T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T16:28:12.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello! just made a new friendster inform me if u hav one k...aniway sch is gonna start again cannot sleep late and wake up late haiz.but the good thing is tat can take up more of my time so i will not stay at home and eat and eat and eat hee...heee... no matter wat hav to wish u all the best :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/107268647553636252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165055/posts/default/107268647553636252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pepper-mint.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107268647553636252' title=''/><author><name>yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16740984023857847307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
