<?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-2115950072423759679</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:43:12.111+08:00</updated><category term='LUCKY...THE_ LOVE_ OF MY_ LIFE'/><category term='ME_MOOD_SWINGS'/><category term='ME_SHIRE_JUNE2008 PICTURES'/><category term='我24年里最难过的生日前夕（我自记得家人）'/><title type='text'>LOVE_SHIRE BELLE</title><subtitle type='html'>By putting all ordeals behind me,N put in mind that i got work and 2 families to FOCUS on, and these have given me GREAT STRENGTH.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-7321152638450165319</id><published>2009-06-17T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:10:36.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PASSION ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's a force so potent , we still remember it long even if it has faded away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A drive so alluring , it can push us into the arms of unexpected lovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A sensation so over whelming, it can knock down walls we built to protect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A feeling so intense, it re-surfaces even though we tried so hard to keep it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, of all emotions , passion is the one that gives us a reason to live and an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;excuse to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;commit all sorts of stupid actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-7321152638450165319?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/7321152638450165319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/7321152638450165319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/passion_17.html' title='PASSION'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-3575933120644658641</id><published>2009-06-17T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:51:04.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There are times when I happen to be reading or even watching "crappy" dramas , but suddenly i'll come across a scene or words that will leave me so overwhelmed, it will let my mind wonder and i can really relate with the feelings so deep inside my heart.Today is such a boring off day so i decided to inject some laughter by watching Desperate Housewifes(well, the earlier seasons as they are funnier)..haha..But at the one ending episode, i came across 'Mary Alice' summarising PASSION, and it really touched my heart that i just gotta share with all of you're.Well just read on alright, i hope it will touch yours &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-3575933120644658641?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/3575933120644658641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/3575933120644658641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/passion.html' title='PASSION'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-6488137475034973908</id><published>2009-05-31T06:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T06:13:35.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STATUS CHANGE - A STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Status change&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i usually dun bother about stories that end up in my mailbox. but somehow...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.' One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend. He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him. Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.' This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations." &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/2115950072423759679-6488137475034973908?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/6488137475034973908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/6488137475034973908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/status-change-story.html' title='STATUS CHANGE - A STORY'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-4853618692730191761</id><published>2009-05-31T05:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T06:04:45.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE CRAZE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;this is the closest thing to crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I think I'm standing strong,&lt;br /&gt;Yet feel the air beneath my feet?&lt;br /&gt;How can happiness feel so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;How can misery feel so sweet?&lt;br /&gt;How can you let me watch you sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Then break my dreams the way you do?&lt;br /&gt;How can I have got in so deep?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been&lt;br /&gt;Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen,&lt;br /&gt;This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known,&lt;br /&gt;I was never crazy on my own…&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that there's a link between the two,&lt;br /&gt;Being close to craziness and being close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Then break my fall with loving lies?&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to break a heart;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;How can you treat me like a child&lt;br /&gt;Yet like a child I yearn for you?&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone feel so wild?&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone feel so blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been&lt;br /&gt;Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen,&lt;br /&gt;This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known,&lt;br /&gt;I was never crazy on my own…&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that there's a link between the two,&lt;br /&gt;Being close to craziness and being close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and being close to you&lt;br /&gt;...and being close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-4853618692730191761?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/4853618692730191761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/4853618692730191761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-craze.html' title='LOVE CRAZE'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-4700808427657707326</id><published>2009-05-31T05:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:57:15.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S BEEN TOO LONG !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so sorrry !! &lt;/strong&gt;it must have been a year ??? sure time flies man...and how life changes in just one year man... still.. it feels really blessed to be picking up things that i've been too busy to do, like starting to post my blogs again..haha..So &lt;strong&gt;HELLO &lt;/strong&gt;again to all my friends...you'll be hearing more from me...&lt;strong&gt;LIFE'S TOO SHORT, JUST ENJOY IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-4700808427657707326?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/4700808427657707326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/4700808427657707326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-too-long.html' title='IT&apos;S BEEN TOO LONG !!!!!!'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-249593676561517074</id><published>2008-07-17T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:11:59.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREATNESS Of Connections...</title><content type='html'>its so shocked that i finally allowed my hair to be trimmed.but...i think it is more like a cut than a trim..its so ooo much shorter and too thin that it is flying everywhere..luckily i still can tie it up..well....even if it is to console myself lor...haha..juz take it as it will cut all my bad luck away...this is what the old sayings says yah...so...good luck to me ..tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-249593676561517074?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/249593676561517074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/249593676561517074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/greatness-of-connections.html' title='GREATNESS Of Connections...'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-97507851669448856</id><published>2008-07-04T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:18:16.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUCKY...THE_ LOVE_ OF MY_ LIFE'/><title type='text'>THE HARDEST "GOODBYE" .....lucky my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32HhNlzhI/AAAAAAAAACk/QQU2U3nn8Us/s1600-h/DSC00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098152227163666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32HhNlzhI/AAAAAAAAACk/QQU2U3nn8Us/s200/DSC00022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32HnHwsfI/AAAAAAAAACs/lNOpYeSoC3Q/s1600-h/Picture+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098153813324274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32HnHwsfI/AAAAAAAAACs/lNOpYeSoC3Q/s200/Picture+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32H_x4ySI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UQBSQyUvS2c/s1600-h/DSC00011+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098160432466210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32H_x4ySI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UQBSQyUvS2c/s200/DSC00011+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32IKX8E0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/5phGAanmFlE/s1600-h/DSC00142+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219098163276419906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32IKX8E0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/5phGAanmFlE/s200/DSC00142+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lucky has came a long way since that from that matted stinky,ugly shih tzu we rescued into our home.But he has the best personality that even e most educated person in e world might not have.he taught me that being simple is pure happiness,endurance has pay offs,patience is e key to a relationship.he is always there for me in good times and in bad.he makes me so guilty sometimes bcos no matter how i get so angry when he does naughty things,a few times i spank him on his rear..no matter what he never gets angry..and so he taught me that to forgive and forget,and just focus ahead instead,will make my life so much happier...and over a few initial hard treatments 4 his skin and coat,he has been the cutest,most lovable dog for many years since...TO LUCKY...just want ya to know that you will always be missed...you r juz so irreplaceable....and you'll always be a part of my life..last but not least..THANK YOU...for ur endless love and patience..and for the JOYS and HAPPINESS u brought 2 me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-97507851669448856?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/97507851669448856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/97507851669448856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/hardest-goodbye-lucky-my-love.html' title='THE HARDEST &quot;GOODBYE&quot; .....lucky my love'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG32HhNlzhI/AAAAAAAAACk/QQU2U3nn8Us/s72-c/DSC00022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-7938989175720483022</id><published>2008-07-04T05:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:18:17.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SILOSO_BABES....HAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-2711012353809920054</id><published>2008-07-04T03:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:36:36.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"我的第一次"。。。 @ SILOSO BEACH拉！！</title><content type='html'>WELL..So pai seh lah! I was never a "beach babe"that kind wan loh..So thanks to Heng kee intro this kind of activity loh..Although i was frankly quite sceptical that it will be fun,therefore i just went along so that they wont say i put them "aeroplane" mah..haha..But i had so much fun there although only 4 of us went only..n thank god i didnt miss out the fun lor.we went on weekday mah,so quite deserted,therefore we play until like XIAO ZAR BO we oso dun give a damn lah..We @ first play beach volleyball without net wan oso dun nid pai seh lor,bcos suddenly got one whole BUS of india tourist want to join us and just anyhow play,even children oso join,one side of the net i think got 11 or 12 people,somemore still can miss the ball wan lo..haha..and i think that they look more XIAO than us lo,bcos the man all wear shirt n pants n leather shoes somemore, women oso all wear like going to restaurant like that.really take my hat off them lo..even we wearing bikini also cant stand so much sand all over,that we gotta go down e sea to swim(andwash away sand all over body).but i think they all leftl to directly board their tour bus still going out..very best loh...BUT...this is not only my first xperience to go to the beach @ sentosa...THIS is oso my first time to feel so FUCKING PISSED OFF by a cab driver.he damn fucking idi0t ass hole loh...can you imagine how hungry n tired after the whole day @ the beach...He is somemore driving a normal merc cab,not those like london cab bigger that kind.we were 2nd in taxi queue,after a long wait finally came this merc cab,tats y quite strange when e japenese ladies in front of us did not board n let us go ahead.when we wanted to board oredi,e taxi wind down a window to ask where do we wanna go.we r juz goin to vivo city,and tat bloody ASS-SHIT-HOLE cabdriver dare tell us he charges $25 to vivo city...we were so pissed off that we scolded him n told him we r not tourists,touting is illegal,and we will definitely complain him wan.he still got e bloody cheek to keep going in circles rather than staying @ the queue,and as it was peak hour.somemore @ sentosa,call cab oso no respond ,so difficult.therefore a caucasion couple took that $25 cab 2 vivo city..But thats not the most annoying part loh,on e spot and even that cab left le we&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-2711012353809920054?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2711012353809920054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2115950072423759679&amp;postID=2711012353809920054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/2711012353809920054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/2711012353809920054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/siloso-beach.html' title='&quot;我的第一次&quot;。。。 @ SILOSO BEACH拉！！'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-3828006052214879276</id><published>2008-07-04T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:18:18.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME_SHIRE_JUNE2008 PICTURES'/><title type='text'>TODAY IS SUCH A BAD D AY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0oVpUyTeI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMvRZymvKsY/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0oVpUyTeI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMvRZymvKsY/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0oVpUyTeI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMvRZymvKsY/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218871895527673314" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0oWbMQfRI/AAAAAAAAABw/a3VaHetoe1A/s400/Ms+M%C3%B6d%C3%A8l.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2115950072423759679-3828006052214879276?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3828006052214879276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2115950072423759679&amp;postID=3828006052214879276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/3828006052214879276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/3828006052214879276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-such-bad-d-ay.html' title='TODAY IS SUCH A BAD D AY'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0oVpUyTeI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMvRZymvKsY/s72-c/DSC00357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-1743288364694155672</id><published>2008-07-04T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:18:19.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME_MOOD_SWINGS'/><title type='text'>THE BELLE GALLERY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcPkS4uI/AAAAAAAAAAw/e0V7MgY6TqU/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218867610825974498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcPkS4uI/AAAAAAAAAAw/e0V7MgY6TqU/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcbbrziI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kCDiCAZHq_o/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218867614011084322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcbbrziI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kCDiCAZHq_o/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcvWbw4I/AAAAAAAAABA/6Xq8a158-ms/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218867619357770626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcvWbw4I/AAAAAAAAABA/6Xq8a158-ms/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kdGRQjFI/AAAAAAAAABI/dwvZRUUJu9s/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218867625510079570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kdGRQjFI/AAAAAAAAABI/dwvZRUUJu9s/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kdXUih1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/FniGSCccr1Q/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218867630087243602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kdXUih1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/FniGSCccr1Q/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2115950072423759679-1743288364694155672?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1743288364694155672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2115950072423759679&amp;postID=1743288364694155672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/1743288364694155672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/1743288364694155672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/belle-gallery.html' title='THE BELLE GALLERY'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0kcPkS4uI/AAAAAAAAAAw/e0V7MgY6TqU/s72-c/DSC00037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-1650981632444272015</id><published>2008-07-03T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:18:20.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我24年里最难过的生日前夕（我自记得家人）'/><title type='text'>回来妈妈家的失望 ，生日前夕最难听的话</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0J8CjrrsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dBEPwc6CwNg/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218838470275608258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0J8CjrrsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dBEPwc6CwNg/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0J8bJb79I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9hJK3WeE1KY/s1600-h/Naughty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218838476876410834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0J8bJb79I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9hJK3WeE1KY/s320/Naughty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went back my jurong home like damn&lt;br /&gt;early today.normally will be back late @ night only.But...it was a wrong move.Right now,im feelin so_ooooo DISAPPOINTED,and probably so hurt too.its only one week to my birthday,2day b4 mum &amp;amp; pa came home,i was still feeling happy n good.I really thought that by using dad's ocbc credit card to help me buy a toy poodle puppy(i will pay monthly).I only say he pay the first $50, its a gift from both of them oredi.but WOW...i nvr thought their reaction can get so big..I have not even finished sayin 1 full sentence,n they seem to be like having fits,and started bawling &amp;amp; putting me down like a primary school kid oredi....dun wanna elaborate oredi...im afraid my tears will not stop flowing..e first words from them is ：“我为什么要给他们麻烦，为什么只顾我自几而以的。“还说我什么都不行了，还要学人家养狗“。。”家里这么多问题了我没帮忙 反而还要给她们问题"Actually this words are not only hurting...tis words are also so unfair.the worst part is,this was supposed to be juz a simple clearcut question..but turned out to become such a fiery quarrel that even need dad to raise his voice to me....i ma de my point very clear,bcos when they accused me of being selfish n thinkin of myself onli,then i t old them their words all so contraiting,cos they say i did not think of their &lt;a href="mailto:problems@first,when"&gt;problems@first,when&lt;/a&gt; i say how would i know if they did not tell me?they say such no pride &amp;amp; face thing veri ashamed 2 tell us.then how u wan us to know ur limit?AIYAH....blah blah..blah still got a lot of words &amp;amp; can drag till....so anyway in short,they are forever right.espeacially dad.the thing i don like most about him is that since we were young,he was e one always full of dislikes of many of our things,eg: short skirt lah,our hair cannot be long lah,we cannot talk our views even when we go holiday.with him,even right up 2 now,i cant relax and be myself.I can chat for hours n h ours wif friends,maybe even strangers,i can confidently say i can talk and think intelligently,definitely my talking will hav logic.or if i need to ask him things,im sure any parent would jump wif joy to ans n educate their child.but right till now 24yrs oredi,its still e same..when i talk to him bout my views @work,@school,@life...etc..he will nvr praise,n halfway through he will surely say :你爱讲话"without even givin a thought,or nvr wan to feel proud tat their children are mature or watever.during my childhood,i felt that they wan to "show our perfect daughters image" &amp;amp; can brag about us.now 24 years oredi,i think they think that no matter what they are much older,thers no way we could teach them or voice out ideas if even they themselves cant ans.You know what??????this is e biggest mistake they nvr will listen nvr even tried or put effort..NOW..WHO is E SELFISH ONE.treatin us like dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....AM I SELFISH???I SAY NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2115950072423759679-1650981632444272015?l=loveshirebelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1650981632444272015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2115950072423759679&amp;postID=1650981632444272015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/1650981632444272015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2115950072423759679/posts/default/1650981632444272015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveshirebelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-my-lucky-boy.html' title='回来妈妈家的失望 ，生日前夕最难听的话'/><author><name>Belle ShiRe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448772248452872225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG3guFeBpxI/AAAAAAAAACc/5UtSl3YIMKE/S220/DSC00166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SG0J8CjrrsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dBEPwc6CwNg/s72-c/DSC00166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2115950072423759679.post-7939296019366369886</id><published>2008-07-03T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:18:20.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TO3GVxYCwCs/SGuw5mzseZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4Tr4QHF-lBY/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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