<?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-5436218</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:09:04.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~*Butterfly's Heaven*~~</title><subtitle type='html'>Never pretend to a Love which you do not actually feel, for Love is not ours to command.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Robyn</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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-112291768706109353</id><published>2005-08-02T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T01:36:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seems like it was just yesterday morning when daddy tried to wake me up to get breakfast with him. He usually tickles my feet, and go "Why you this fella must sleep so much?! Like ah pian sian!!" It means opium addict, in hokkien.I would pay any amount to have daddy do this to me again when i wake up tomorrow morning.The last night my family and i spent with him in the hospital ward was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/112291768706109353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/112291768706109353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112291768706109353' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-112202803874198980</id><published>2005-07-22T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:27:18.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So lately, been wonderingWho will be there to take my placeWhen I'm gone you'll need love to light the shadows on your faceIf a great wave shall fall and fall upon us allThen between the sand and stone could you make it on your own.CHORUS:If I could, then I wouldI'll go wherever you will goWay up high or down low, I'll go wherever you will goAnd maybe, I'll find outA way to make it back somedayTo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/112202803874198980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/112202803874198980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112202803874198980' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-112021147204108410</id><published>2005-07-01T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T17:51:12.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friends are back!!!!Mel is back!Wei is back!Zheng Xi is back! Jian is back!Tried to surprise Jian by popping by his place on Wednesday after noon, but he was in SP. -.-'Called him but i doubt he knew who it was!Jian, as usual.Had our family reunion on Monday in SP.TheMother,TheSon,TheNeice, and TheBrother was there!TheSon Adam still looks as cute and cuddly as i could remember.TheBrother </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/112021147204108410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/112021147204108410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112021147204108410' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111954652968737038</id><published>2005-06-24T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:10:14.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kenny Sia made up this quiz called Which Malaysian Blogger Are You? and it's driving me up the wall!!!!I took it and guess what was my result?!Congratulations Robyn Lau, you are... Joyce the Fairy of xanga.com/kinkybluefairyThis is too much whey..She's really got everyone influenced!Joyce is getting everyone turned into faries!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111954652968737038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111954652968737038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111954652968737038' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111935758924249677</id><published>2005-06-21T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:39:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well wellI'm back!Not that i've been gone.I'm just back,blogging,again.Nothing to be excited about.I'm quite sure not many people still reads my blogAs some of them should be quite peeved off by nowcos all i ever did in the past month was post lyrics.But they are darn good lyrics,no?So what's up?!Not much.Apart from missing classes alot,going to hospitals and clinics alot,quit my job as an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111935758924249677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111935758924249677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111935758924249677' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111814563880887169</id><published>2005-06-07T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:00:38.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do I Get through one night without you If I had to live without you What kind of life would that be? Oh I need you in my arms Need you to hold Your my world my heart my soul If you ever leave Baby you'd take away everything good in my Life. And tell me now How do I live without you I want to know How do I breathe without you If you ever go How do I ever, ever survive? How do I How do I O how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111814563880887169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111814563880887169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111814563880887169' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111769441318729273</id><published>2005-06-02T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:40:13.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Born to try-Delta GoodreemDoing everything that I believe inGoing by the rules that I've been taughtMore understanding of what's around meAnd protected from the walls of loveAll that you see is meAnd all I truly believeThat I was born to tryI've learned to loveBe understandingAnd believe in lifeBut you've got to make choicesBe wrong or rightSometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you likeBut</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111769441318729273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111769441318729273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111769441318729273' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111725510821191288</id><published>2005-05-28T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T12:41:32.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a couple of years agoI was sitting beside my windowAnd never will make the same mistake'Cause that's when he walked on byFor almost a year, I followedAnd I don't regret a single dayAnd then he changedAnd proceeded to tear from meEvery inch of soul, you see And he's kept it to this dayAnd I turn, Everytime I find a piece of him in corners of my mindSo I washed it all awayAnd time, it took </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111725510821191288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111725510821191288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111725510821191288' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111692514251381200</id><published>2005-05-24T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T16:59:02.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SorrySorrySorry SorryMy line was barredso i couldn't get online for the past month.Alot's been happening.Will blog about it soon.This is just to let you all knowRobyn is still alive.Yes!!She still is!!CHEERS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111692514251381200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111692514251381200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111692514251381200' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111573196099774146</id><published>2005-05-10T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:45:46.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cheer 2005 is coming!!!*go go go*Okay,It's been a while since i did that.I can't remember how to now.Hooray! I can't wait!Somehow,I know CHS will do better this year.After all the time i've been mencaci-ing them.I'm sure they would wana prove me wrong.GOOD!Gimme you best shots,girls!Don't worry la,This year, i'll be supporting CHS instead of DJ.Have to la..I know they're working hard to make me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111573196099774146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111573196099774146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573196099774146' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111560604987587625</id><published>2005-05-09T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:04:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*yaWn*Sien-nya...I'm sitting in the office,supposingly have to look up on "trademark registration"All the other lawyers are either out,or sick.Even Mangai has the flu.*ahh chOoOooOo*!*Bah*It's a Monday morning.I'm supposed to be soundly asleep on my nice+sweet bed.But i have to drag my lazy butt out of bedand get to work.ANYWAY.So,my weekend' wasboring&gt;fattening&gt;productive&gt;definitly blissful =o)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111560604987587625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111560604987587625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111560604987587625' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111545391619551995</id><published>2005-05-07T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:21:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The very first time i saw youwas special how we metYou took me by complete surprisei knew my heart was setAs days flew by we talked againbut you never seem to careI tried my best to help you outby a favour here, or a favour thereAlthough i made a fast approachour friendship grew and grewI realized how deep i caredbut the feeling i felt was newIn time i became attatched to youfrom a hug i wouldn't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111545391619551995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111545391619551995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111545391619551995' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111545276592332471</id><published>2005-05-05T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:06:06.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FinallyI took some time off my crazy scheduleto blog and brag about how blissful my life has been lately.Apart fromClassesWorkand innumerous visits to the hospital.Yes,i am THAT damned busy.But life goes on, doesn't it?ANYWAY.Last Saturday,the dinner was great.The company was even better.*gRin*Been receiving so many calls+texts from friends asking me how's it going and all.How's what going?=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111545276592332471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111545276592332471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111545276592332471' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111520601009561292</id><published>2005-05-04T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:26:50.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111520601009561292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111520601009561292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111520601009561292' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111501659793835554</id><published>2005-05-02T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:49:57.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when i thought everything's falling back into it's place,some shithead came around and accused me for doing something i didn't do.And never had the intention to, as well.Look buddy, it's not my bloody problem if you're feeling so insecured.I do NOT and have NOT been around talking about your lives,because like i've told you,i have my own life to run and im not so free to go bitch about your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111501659793835554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111501659793835554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111501659793835554' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111477912487948910</id><published>2005-04-29T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:52:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have u ever missed someone and felt terrible because u think tat he/she doesn't miss u?Missing someone is a terrible but at the same time,sweet feeling.U will be sitting around wondering if u meant anything to him/her.Thinking if he/she ever cares about u.Rushing to the phone once it rings hoping that it's him/her.Looking out of the window hoping that he/she will surprise u by appearing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111477912487948910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111477912487948910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111477912487948910' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111467270225931739</id><published>2005-04-28T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:47:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just saw him an hour ago.Right now im sitting infront of my friend's PC trying to finish my assignment for unfair terms in consumer contracts regulations.But i can't concentrate.COS I CAN'T STOP THINKING...This assignment is due tomorrow morning.WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!Help.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111467270225931739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111467270225931739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111467270225931739' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111460262466896518</id><published>2005-04-27T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:50:24.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i went to the police stationand apparently i'm at the wrong.So i had to pay RM300 for it.And then because i did not report within 24 hours,another RM300.There goes.And then Ryan and i went completely crazy and decided to go up to Genting for a drink.So yeah, we drove up to Genting and had coffee at Starbucks.And then came back down to KL.Let. me. see.Whats. new.OH YEAH!ATC HAS WI-Fi!!!How cool</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111460262466896518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111460262466896518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111460262466896518' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111450974610916089</id><published>2005-04-26T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:02:26.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found myself todayOh I found myself and ran awayBut something pulled me backThe voice of reason I forgot I hadAll I know is you're not here to sayWhat you always used to sayBut it's written in the sky tonight.So I won't give upNo, I won't break downSooner than it seems life turns aroundAnd I will be strong even if it all goes wrongWhen I'm standing in the dark I'll still believeSomeone's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111450974610916089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111450974610916089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111450974610916089' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111440337043848654</id><published>2005-04-25T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:29:30.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is to you. You know who you are.If you want to communicate through blogs instead of sitting down and talk about this like proper adults, fine with me. Firstly,yes,i am very thankful that you did not "squeeze every ounce of sweet juice out of your body and then dump you. I would definitely have lied to you. I would use you any way I see fit. I would ask for more of your time, money and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111440337043848654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111440337043848654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111440337043848654' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111425833871600549</id><published>2005-04-23T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T20:12:18.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woo hoo!I got henna-ed!This is so cool!Went to Mont Kiara this afternoon with Nic and Justin for the Mid-Eastern culture festival. It was burning hot but we had a good timecam-whoring.Getting henna-ed andate weird food.We were standing around being bloody posers taking lotsa pictures. Here are some less obscene ones...Anyway.I took one whole week to make this someone a birthday card.I actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111425833871600549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111425833871600549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111425833871600549' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111400276194815054</id><published>2005-04-20T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:22:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MARC JUST CALLED ME A NOISY CRICKET!!What the...!!!!I'M NOT A NOISY CRICKET!!!!im notim notim not!!!*grumble grumble*I shall show everyone his picbecause he was being so uncooperative!!Asked him to stand stillso i can take a pic for the council chart.And he wants to charge me RM1000/hour.URGH!!!I tell you..he can be so anal at times!!I don't like Wednesdays,really.Bad things happens to me on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111400276194815054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111400276194815054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111400276194815054' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111383185174523181</id><published>2005-04-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:27:31.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im bored. And i'm not going to college tomorrow.So i'm doing this.PUT "x" IN THE ( ) FOR WHICHEVER YOU'VE DONE.(x) snuck out of the house(x) gotten lost in your city(x) seen a shooting star( ) had a serious surgery(x) gone out in public in your pajamas( ) kissed a stranger(x) hugged a stranger( ) been in a fist fight( ) been arrested(x) laughed and had milk/coke come out of your nose(x) pushed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111383185174523181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111383185174523181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111383185174523181' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111371245360282570</id><published>2005-04-17T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T14:11:35.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT IS WRONG WITH STREAMYX?!?!?!Sorry.All my downloads are slowing down.An episode of Joey takes TWO DAYS to finish.TWO DAYS!!!It used to be half an hour!!OMG..WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH STREAMYX?!?!Nevermind.I just had a very slumber Saturday.Woke up feeling good cos there were 5 text messages on my cellphone.3 from people whom i care and love!1 from my vice president telling me to check my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111371245360282570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111371245360282570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111371245360282570' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111344503096993701</id><published>2005-04-14T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:17:32.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Britney Spears is pregnant!!Britney?Pregnant?*disappears from front of pc**ouch*SorryFell on the floor laughing.She can't even take care of her dogsAnd she's pregnant?Right.Then again, it's not my problemanyway.Been busy doing nothingfor the past few days.Boring.You know what i can't stand most?People who deliberately create storiesjust to piss other people off.What's the deal with that?To show </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111344503096993701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111344503096993701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111344503096993701' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111331404352140254</id><published>2005-04-12T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:54:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walauwe!I took a cab home fromHappy Garden (tmn bhg)And guess what that cabbie asked me?"kak orang cina ke?""err..ya.""oh tapi kak macam orang melayu."" ... "-_-"What the.I really need to start using sun blockwhen i walk to college.This whole look-like-malay thingis just not working for me.Went to the music hut at about 5John took some pics of me talking to a customer.I was looking nerdy and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111331404352140254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111331404352140254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111331404352140254' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111319016155375673</id><published>2005-04-11T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:29:21.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday,i was out since i woke upat 10.And it was all makan makan makan after that.*burp*Had dim sum in Concorde HotelThen went back to Renaissance Hotel to chill(my aunt is living there cos her husband went to Germany and she just wanted to chill in KL.)Then we (me and me cousin) went down to the cafe for high tea.When we finishedWe joined our parents for another round of high tea.Then we went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111319016155375673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111319016155375673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111319016155375673' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111305803006633320</id><published>2005-04-09T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T22:47:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jeez.Its been so long since i've done so many thingsin just one day.Woke up at 10Sent dad to the banks and post office.Washed my car(yeah,finally! It really is dirty!)Changed the engine oil,fixed the busted light.Prepared lunch for mom,dad and myself.Went online,changed my layout,blogged.Studied a LITTLE.Bathe Skippertook him out for a jolly ride.Cleaned my bathroomCleaned my roomRead a book (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111305803006633320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111305803006633320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111305803006633320' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111303684276484734</id><published>2005-04-09T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T16:54:02.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just thought that this song's lyrics are really meaningful.Heard it on radio a few timesI dont really like the tune though.Just came online to check my mails.I've got stuff to do.Will blog again later tonight.Natalie-Going crazyEver since the day you went away and left me lonely and coldmy life just hasnt been the same ohh baby, nowhen I looked into your eyes the moment that I let you goI just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111303684276484734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111303684276484734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111303684276484734' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111297598546742843</id><published>2005-04-08T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:59:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crash That was you and meStarted out so endlesslyShattered on the ground I hear the soundCrashRinging in my earsI still feel the sting of my tearsSomeone wake me I canâ€™t seem to break free [Chorus]Go onGet out of my headIâ€™m on the wrong side of a parallel universeAm I alive or just deadIâ€™ve been somewhere in the dark Living in a crash world HushDonâ€™t say one more wordAt this point the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111297598546742843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111297598546742843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111297598546742843' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111296689640144598</id><published>2005-04-08T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T21:28:16.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you guys checked out this month's CLEO?The one with the 50 most eligible bachelors?If you have not,GO BUY A COPY NOW!!*jumpy jumpie*Know why?James is in it!!Yes! James Baum!That adorable little thingHe totally deserves it!*wiNk*Look at him!Aww...So adorable!Anyway.I have two passes to the preview ofSahara@ GSC MidValley, 14th April,9pmWhoever's interested in going,contact me.Yes, again, its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111296689640144598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111296689640144598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111296689640144598' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111279034499626774</id><published>2005-04-06T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:37:59.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 more daysit'll be the 8th.brings back a whole lot of memories.Life is so short.In two days,3 people whom i know died.Who's next?There's this storyNot so sure whether you guys heard of it beforeThere was a guy and a girlthey were together*love love love*They made all sorts of promisesto each other*more love*Then they broke up*awww*It was painful for the girlas for the guy,i dunno la.Then one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111279034499626774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111279034499626774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279034499626774' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111269175176931165</id><published>2005-04-05T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T17:04:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday wasfunexcitingawsomegreat!Hung out in "The Music Hut" since 1pmtill 11pm.11 hours.Sweet.Marc was there too!3pm till 10pm.8 hours.*tee hehe*Mel came later onand Luc and San came very much later on.Well yeah.We all had fun!Atleast, i know Mel and Marc did!hehe*scratch*As for me, i enjoyed the pizzas.and alot of packet drinks.*woo hoo!*Its all going straight to the arse baby!Had a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111269175176931165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111269175176931165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111269175176931165' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111261479645871135</id><published>2005-04-04T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:42:11.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yyeeaahhh...(that was for Marc)Feelin' normal todayatleast, normal enough to attend classesBahJust when i was in the mood for more business studiesMs. K let us off early*i want more!!*So anyway.Apparently i lost weight!*WOw. *I did eh?Whats the secret?assessmentsdepressionstressThere.But i mana ada lose weight?!Still a fatty*bLeh*Nothing to post about.So here are some pics from The Music Hut's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111261479645871135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111261479645871135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111261479645871135' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111253311723587497</id><published>2005-04-03T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:58:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woke up at 10 this morningGot up from bedSuddenly everything started spinning.Kkk, went back to bed and lied down.Half an hour later,i got up,things are still spinning.Thats it...Penadol.My first one this year.I didn't even drink last night!!!*shakes head in disbelief*Had breakfast,watched "Office Space"Frikkin' hilarious.Then mom came back from churchwith lunch.Wasn't very hungry, but, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111253311723587497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111253311723587497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111253311723587497' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111236027218634634</id><published>2005-04-01T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T20:57:52.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoala!</title><summary type='text'>There, how does it look now? New? Not very "Robyn" eh. Yeah, this is simply because i wasn't the one who created it. Although, i've made some minor changes with the words and stuff. But i love this layout, its so meaningful! Pay attention to the song. Dont you just love it?!Now now, whats been happening. Ah,yes, i got into an accident. This is not something im very proud of, so i shall not brag </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111236027218634634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111236027218634634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111236027218634634' title='Whoala!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111190878326817484</id><published>2005-03-27T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:57:39.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons...</title><summary type='text'>Reasons why i hate to bring Skipper to the vet :1.That place stinks of dog food.2.There will be many dogs infected with weird disease waiting to be treated.3.Some dogs might be bitches on heat. (Which is why Skipper went wild yesterday)4.Its expensive.Reason why i Love to bring Skipper to the vet :1. The vet is cute.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111190878326817484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111190878326817484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111190878326817484' title='Reasons...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111176054238913362</id><published>2005-03-25T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T20:02:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets and obstacle.</title><summary type='text'>3 years ago, mom wasn't feeling well. I think she was having flu or something. Dad sat by her all day, just holding her hand.3 years later, which is now, dad is sick, and tonight, mom is sitting by him, holding his hand. Im amazed. After 30 years of marriage and they're still so very much in Love with each other. God knows whats going to happen to me after getting married for 30 years!Was reading</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111176054238913362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111176054238913362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111176054238913362' title='Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets and obstacle.'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111171779711673170</id><published>2005-03-25T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:29:57.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially missing you...</title><summary type='text'>Before leaving for the cinema last night, i popped in Moulin Rouge's vcd into the player and watched it for a while. And in that movie, this phrase was mentioned quite a few times. "The greatest thing that could ever happen, is to Love, and be Loved in return."     But what if you've gave your whole heart to somebody you love, but get nothing in return?Finally decided to watch Miss Con. 2 instead</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111171779711673170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111171779711673170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111171779711673170' title='Officially missing you...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111165636657490768</id><published>2005-03-24T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:26:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST day of my life!!!</title><summary type='text'>Here are some updates.-Lost RM50 for nothing because i accidentally knocked a bike on the road, its back light sorta cracked. But the owner was alright. So i gave him RM50 just to make him happy and shut him up. That idiot stopped in the middle of a moving traffic, but then again, i wasn't really looking.There goes 5 cups of Mocha Rhumba from Starbucks. *SiGh*-Went to college for accounts, saw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111165636657490768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111165636657490768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111165636657490768' title='The BEST day of my life!!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111165634170268989</id><published>2005-03-24T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:25:41.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST day of my life!!!</title><summary type='text'>Here are some updates.-Lost RM50 for nothing because i accidentally knocked a bike on the road, its back light sorta cracked. But the owner was alright. So i gave him RM50 just to make him happy and shut him up. That idiot stopped in the middle of a moving traffic, but then again, i wasn't really looking.There goes 5 cups of Mocha Rhumba from Starbucks. *SiGh*-Went to college for accounts, saw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111165634170268989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111165634170268989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111165634170268989' title='The BEST day of my life!!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111158315703186079</id><published>2005-03-23T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:05:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><summary type='text'>im so feckin happy,caus i just moved in,moved in,moved in,to to to,crack alley,i hear a death,i hear,a baby cry,i want to cut that,snobish look from yopur eye...im so happy,im so happy... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111158315703186079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111158315703186079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111158315703186079' title='Happy!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111156950443000038</id><published>2005-03-23T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:58:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><summary type='text'>No one can ever imagine how disappointed and heartbroken i am at this very moment. Having someone you really love and actually thought, that someone would love you back just the same, but in the end, all he said was he needs to take a break to think about what he really wants. I cant stop thinking, "I thought he wanted to be together? Why does he need to take a break to think about it?" The part </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111156950443000038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111156950443000038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111156950443000038' title='Broken'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111088880552366838</id><published>2005-03-15T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T21:08:06.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bah*</title><summary type='text'>Yes,i'm (finally) blogging again.I'm actually still half awake so im just gonna write it all in point forms.My life has been completely, utterly sad. Why?1. My dad has reformed into a BIG baby. Big,noisy,annoying,demanding,unreasonable baby.2. My SPM results are disappointing.3. I miss all my friends, which are all atleast,4000km away from me. (Ok,maybe not ALL of them.)4. I want him out of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111088880552366838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111088880552366838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111088880552366838' title='*bah*'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-111036493904588048</id><published>2005-03-09T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:53:27.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here i go again...</title><summary type='text'>A girl wont cry easily,EXCEPT in front of the person who she loves the most, she becomes weak.A girl wont cry easily, only when she loves you the most, she put down her ego.Guys, if a girl cries because of you, please hold her hands firmly,she's the one who would stay with you for the rest of your life.Guys, if a girl cries because of you, please dont give her up,maybe because of your decision, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111036493904588048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/111036493904588048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111036493904588048' title='Here i go again...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110873748393791821</id><published>2005-02-18T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:38:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!!</title><summary type='text'>Hey hey!! Sorry for not blogging in a while. My comp is still a 'lil konked at the moment. Give me some time till my new comp arrives ayt?! Promise will update soon. Neways, here are some pics taken since January.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110873748393791821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110873748393791821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110873748393791821' title='Sorry!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110690933127562870</id><published>2005-01-28T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T13:49:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw Jay Chow rehearsing!!</title><summary type='text'>Decided to sneak in (as usual) to Stadium Merdeka this afternoon to check out what was going on in there. Was interested to see how the crew set the stages up and all. Not surprisingly, it was all up, and they were already doing the sound check. Since the concert's tomorrow, the entire crew from Taiwan was there. The best part was the Malaysia crew thought i was one of the dancers and gave me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110690933127562870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110690933127562870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110690933127562870' title='I saw Jay Chow rehearsing!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110553814852922935</id><published>2005-01-12T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:55:48.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skirtz</title><summary type='text'>Ah...3 more days 'till i turn 18! Time passes so soon!! The thought that i'm getting older and older by the day scares the butt outta me.Got my earliest birthday present from my sexy Mel!! She gave me this really gorgeous pencil case, perfect for college! (Cause i needed a new one so badly) Thankx again girl! =o) And i missed you so much since you left! M'sia seems so quiet nowadays. (Hehe..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110553814852922935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110553814852922935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110553814852922935' title='Skirtz'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110441859206099426</id><published>2004-12-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T16:16:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*rant rant rant*</title><summary type='text'> Here are the pics taken on X'Mass eve @ Red Chamber. Met up with even more people after that. Had heaps of fun getting sprayed, and ofcourse, spraying strangers too!I can't remember when i actually ate this...But im sure it was sometime in December.Kean told me he's gonna leave KL right after his Finals. And will return to Penang, for good. =o(  Right now he's being the sweetest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110441859206099426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110441859206099426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110441859206099426' title='*rant rant rant*'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110352938772306175</id><published>2004-12-20T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:02:27.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch fitting</title><summary type='text'>I have’nt been really anxious on blogging for a while. At this point, I cant come up with an excuse that I have “no time”, since SPM is over,same goes with Prom.So maybe I had the time. But I was’nt at home much anyways. Since SPM finished (17 days ago), I was at home for only like, 2 or 3 days? I spent most of my time hanging out in malls doing pretty much nothing, but shop. (I think I ate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110352938772306175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110352938772306175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110352938772306175' title='Bitch fitting'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110145817680737577</id><published>2004-11-26T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T16:38:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These people...</title><summary type='text'>I really have no idea why some people would want to sabotage people's tag-boards. I mean,adding a comment is fine,but must they swear? Jeez...Like what Adam said,have'nt your mother taught you any manners? And so what if im colour blind? Atleast i know some people likes the way my blog looks. And me ruinning Jiaheng's face? Ever thought of how worse it can get if you were standing beside him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110145817680737577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110145817680737577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110145817680737577' title='These people...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-110078916705412581</id><published>2004-11-18T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:57:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hrm..Life..</title><summary type='text'>I have so much stuff to complain about, because I realize high school is not my niche. However, as carthartic as it would be to complain, no one wants to read about it. Instead, I'd rather focus this entry on something positive.In only three days, I've managed to incur a heavy load on my shoulders. I developed a hopelessness feeling stemming from too much work and not knowing where to begin. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110078916705412581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/110078916705412581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110078916705412581' title='Hrm..Life..'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109999775205591576</id><published>2004-11-09T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T18:59:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im So darn pissed off..But its funny!! =op</title><summary type='text'>I knew it..From the very beggining prom's web page was started, i knew exactly this would happen. People would visit it, and have comments. Not on the web page, but on the royal court nominees.I was browsing through chs community yesterday evening (*note,im only visiting it for prom purpose) and saw this comment on the new topic i started about prom's website. When i saw it i was like.."WTF?!" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109999775205591576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109999775205591576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109999775205591576' title='Im So darn pissed off..But its funny!! =op'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109907450818955999</id><published>2004-10-30T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T20:19:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down...3..2..1..SPM!!</title><summary type='text'>So it has just been another eventful week/month...Apart from my high school graduation,prom preparation,SPM..and yes,im down with the flu,again! Before i start off with anything,anyone wants to go to prom? I have tickets for sale!! For more info,please mail me at my email account,or rather prom's account.Or even better,visit http://www.freewebs.com/chspromnite2004 (actually,i think its kinda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109907450818955999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109907450818955999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109907450818955999' title='Counting down...3..2..1..SPM!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109758308801502347</id><published>2004-10-12T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T20:14:39.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jian!!!</title><summary type='text'>The BEST Dancer In The World!!!Happy 19th Birthday my big boy!!! By the way,i dont know why,but i cant seem to tag at my own taggy..sejuta bintang menyanyiku diantara yang satumungkin cahaya dan impianku disini gemilanglalu ku redah onak duri dilautan apikemuncaknya ingin ku tawan,aku jelajahikini kemuncak ini seharus pasti ku genggamgemilang suara keyakinan kian dalamgementar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109758308801502347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109758308801502347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109758308801502347' title='Happy Birthday Jian!!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109707334153040721</id><published>2004-10-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T22:39:03.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles happen once in awhile,if you beleive...</title><summary type='text'>I’ll be having my art exam tomorrow…No comment.Been painting the same picture o voer and over again for a week now,and its finally going to be over.Thank God. My form teacher called m y house this morning. And spoke to mom! At 9 o'clock in the morning,mom came into my room and said, "your secret is revealed". Pn Hew told her John took my report card for me! And she called because i was supposed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109707334153040721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109707334153040721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109707334153040721' title='Miracles happen once in awhile,if you beleive...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109690296590889941</id><published>2004-10-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T23:20:55.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes or No to Prom?</title><summary type='text'>So this is it.Majority of Catholic High students are not-so excited about PromNite. Why on earth? Beats me.Ask them.Whats so wrong about Prom anyway?? Do people actually have any idea how much effort every single member of our committe put in organizing this once-in-a-lifetime event for all the seniors? Yet,we get feedbacks that Prom's "location is not good" or we're "spending too much on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109690296590889941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109690296590889941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690296590889941' title='Yes or No to Prom?'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109636619630751724</id><published>2004-09-28T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T21:20:41.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Your Hearts Not In It...</title><summary type='text'>One more month to SPM...Darn screwed...7 days till my fine art's exam..So the party was great,we all went to RedBox in Pyramid to celebrate Zheng Xi and Yin Yin's 17th birthday!and here are the pics...&lt;Zheng Xi,Me and her b'day prezzie!Tong Chuan and Me!Cake and F-U-N!&lt;Zheng Xi enjoying her cake!Btw,Happy 17th birthday Wei. And also to you,Jian,Happy 19th Birthday! (big boy liao eh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109636619630751724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109636619630751724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109636619630751724' title='If Your Hearts Not In It...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109516669029462040</id><published>2004-09-14T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T21:01:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another ordinary week...</title><summary type='text'>I think my blog looks weird now...Blogger has added some weird search tool on top,and now the colour co-ordinations are all out.So anyway,this week will be the last week of trials.(Thank God!!) But i've come to realize that honeymoon is over.I'm a month away from SPM! This feels crappy,im really unprepared!! Right now im under house arrest which makes me bored out of my mind.Nothing much has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109516669029462040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109516669029462040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109516669029462040' title='Just another ordinary week...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109402959455126527</id><published>2004-09-01T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:48:25.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After sooo many weeks!!</title><summary type='text'>Okay...so here i am as i've promised. Its been a looong time since ive seriously posted something.(Not included lyrics ofcourse) I have soooo many to say,but its really hard to start as its been such a long time. So okay,i'll start from the most recent ones.Nasional Service. As you all know,the list for the "chosen ones" was out last Thursday,and obviously,i wasn't in it.(Cause if i was,i'd be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109402959455126527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109402959455126527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109402959455126527' title='After sooo many weeks!!'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109332146525131536</id><published>2004-08-24T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T12:24:25.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Missing You...</title><summary type='text'>All I hear is raindrops Falling on the rooftopOh baby tell me why’d you have to go?Cause this pain I feelIt wont go awayAnd today I’m officially missing youI thought that from this heartache I could escapeBut I fronted long enough to know there ain’t no wayAnd today I’m officially missing you(Ohhhh) can’t nobody do it like youSaid every little thing you doHey baby say stays on my mind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109332146525131536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109332146525131536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109332146525131536' title='Officially Missing You...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109249676264920792</id><published>2004-08-14T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T23:19:22.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I honestly Love you...</title><summary type='text'>Maybe I hang around here A little more than I should We both know I got somewhere else to go But I got something to tell you That I never thought I would But I believe you really ought to know I love you I honestly love you You don't have to answer I see it in your eyes Maybe it was better left unsaid This is pure and simple And you should realize That it's coming from my heart and not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109249676264920792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109249676264920792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109249676264920792' title='I honestly Love you...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109135984475055355</id><published>2004-08-01T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T19:30:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Lovin' Angels Instead...</title><summary type='text'>I sit and wait,There's an angelContemplate my fate.And do they knowThe places where we goWhen we're grey and old'Cause I've been toldThat salvation lets their wings unfoldSo when I'm lying in my bedThoughts running through my headAnd I feel that love is deadI'm loving angels insteadAnd through it all,He offers me protectionA lot of love and affectionWhether I'm right or wrongAnd down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109135984475055355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109135984475055355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109135984475055355' title='Im Lovin&apos; Angels Instead...'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109012221303084215</id><published>2004-07-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T18:08:13.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preasured, Insecure, and pretty much screwed.</title><summary type='text'>Sorry if i haven't been blogging for sometime. This week isn't exactly the best week of my life. And im quite sure its going to get worse. First of all SPM is getting closer by the day and every single person in my family is beggining to put hell lot of preasure on me. Dad's asking me weird questions 24-7, and John,that f*cking arsehole...He's banning me from organizing prom. I tell you,if he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109012221303084215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109012221303084215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109012221303084215' title='Preasured, Insecure, and pretty much screwed.'/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-10900608312180323</id><published>2004-07-17T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T18:40:31.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay..i've spent an entire hour re-doing my layout... And its gettin darn irritating that things doesn't turn out the way its supposed to be! Just a shortie this time... Take this as a test post..Adding a lyric here... Will post later when everything's settled down..  i've been driving for an hourjust talking to the rainyou say i've been driving you crazyand it's keeping you awayso just give</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/10900608312180323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/10900608312180323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#10900608312180323' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-109003914549288274</id><published>2004-07-17T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T12:39:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello? Testing testing.. Hrm..my thoughtz are not so scary and dark anymore...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109003914549288274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/109003914549288274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109003914549288274' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108910481134167949</id><published>2004-07-06T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T19:56:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Yay! Mid-terms are FINALLY over (about a week ago). Its not like we’ve finished SPM though. There’re yet 3 more stages of hell to go through. (Gerak Gempur X2,Trails)  As usual, im going to start off with CHEERLEADING. Wait..what was it they said during the interview again? TOP 10??! As I’ve said, ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!?! They’re not even in Top 20!! *Evil laugh* The Best Newcomer was an all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108910481134167949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108910481134167949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108910481134167949' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108851080562269774</id><published>2004-06-29T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T20:06:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  As i've said earlier... TOP 10?!?! *bursts into laughter* They fell like..TWICE! Or was it three times? I couldn't hear a single word they were cheering about. Okay, maybe they weren't too bad. Their routine was OK. Quite syncronized actually. (but all the old routines ler) But their stunts! OMG! I was going to throw up when i saw it. They took it for granted. I dont think they know lots of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108851080562269774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108851080562269774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108851080562269774' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108806800027843179</id><published>2004-06-24T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T11:37:44.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Ah.. So its "Calyx"... "In deciding a name for our squad,we wanted our name to represent our school,so it had to start with a letter 'C'. Calyx describes the opening of a flower,which is symbolic of a team that is blooming."  There're 16 new teams this year and "CAleen hopes her squad will make an inpact, FINISH IN TOP 10, and hopefully win the best new comer award" OMG...Im laughing my cute </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108806800027843179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108806800027843179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108806800027843179' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108770627416493298</id><published>2004-06-20T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T12:37:54.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know most of you people have gotten quite bored of my regular rantings about what an asshole guys can be sometimes… So for a change, this post will be about happenings of my life lately.First of all, mid-terms started four days days ago. History sucked BIG time. English (essay)was fun, cause the topics were quite intersting to write about. Then along came Chinese(also essay). Screw it… Im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108770627416493298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108770627416493298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108770627416493298' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108755750497350344</id><published>2004-06-18T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T19:18:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Do you ever wonder if you're not very good at being what you are? What I mean is, does it ever occur to you that you might not really know what you're doing, when it comes to being a ____, and that all other ____s are in on a secret that you're not? (Fill in the blanks with: girl [woman?], adult, whatever.)   A friend of mine recently asked, "What do you know a lot about that no one ever asks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108755750497350344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108755750497350344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108755750497350344' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108730186147810350</id><published>2004-06-15T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T20:17:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I know its weird seing me posting yesterday and today cause i dont usually do this. But this is really something thats been bothering me and i really need to get it out to feel better... We all know im not exactly in a very pleasant mood lately,so bare with me please...  I really dont know what the fuck is the problem with guys. One minute they can be so sweet, the other minute they can turn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108730186147810350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108730186147810350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108730186147810350' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108721224719338213</id><published>2004-06-14T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T19:24:07.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  For no reason at all(atleast i think),Im pissed. Or maybe im just not in a good mood to be posting about happy issues.  As a good start for 2nd term, i was late on the first day of school because my bus did not turn up. The whole day went well except for one thing... Nevermind about that, it doesnt matter. You know, it doesn't infuriate me when people make mistakes,(who doesn't?) BUT it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108721224719338213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108721224719338213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108721224719338213' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108695769158410496</id><published>2004-06-11T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T21:37:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  You have no idea how long it took to even enter the regristration counter to become a "Malaysian Idol". I was already in Time Square queing up at 11am (And you can never imagine the ammount of ppl who's already there waiting) and i only came out at..4pm? It was really weird in the audition room... First thing you enter, they ask you to "Step onto the star", and then there'll be a judge, out of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108695769158410496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108695769158410496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108695769158410496' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108672190392321075</id><published>2004-06-09T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T03:11:43.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  You know what... Im sick and tired of what people thinks. I dont care who's pissed and who isnt. Its really not my problem anyway. Yes read it properly, I DONT CARE. I hate being judged. And i hate being controlled and told what to do always, just to please people. I mean, really, who the fuck do they think i am? Why the hell are they blamming me when im the one who's got hurt anyways?  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108672190392321075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108672190392321075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108672190392321075' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108654163028331776</id><published>2004-06-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T01:07:10.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Ah..So May has been quite eventful... You can all go through my past posts if you're curious about what happened.  So anyway, i have nothing to post about right now except i had a great day yesterday (Other than having a waiter spilled sauce on my Miss Sixty top) But of all sudden i just feel that my life isn't so bitchy after all! =o) Beleive it or not, my audition is in four days time, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108654163028331776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108654163028331776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108654163028331776' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108617514859792974</id><published>2004-06-02T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T21:23:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Okay, so i admit it, i miss him alot. Im driving myself crazy thinking about him every second in my life. I thought it'd be easy getting over him , but things just dont go that way. Right now i don't even know if he's still alive, i haven't heard from him since Sunday. I know what im doing is wrong, i should be getting my mind off him after how he's been treating me, im sorry for dissapointing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108617514859792974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108617514859792974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108617514859792974' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108597946832216714</id><published>2004-05-31T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T14:11:03.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  So the party was quite fun. It was CRAZY! They were stripping and throwing each other into this pail of water... Chao Shien got it the most... They took off his pants..(Not really something i wanted to see though). Why is it when people hear about the break up, the first thing they'd said wasn't "Im so sorry" but it was "You know i've liked you for a long time", or "Are you free to go out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108597946832216714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108597946832216714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108597946832216714' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108583303481173256</id><published>2004-05-29T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T23:03:21.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Shrek 2 is soOoOOoooOoo funny! Eventhough i was being really sad watching the movie all alone, (people around me must have thought i was some kinda freak) but the show was really good! John and Charm was somewhere in the cinema as well, God knows where... Today i experienced my first time being a realy big,HUGE, and bright lamp pose...about 1000k watts? I was walking behind John and Charm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108583303481173256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108583303481173256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108583303481173256' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108574056097104153</id><published>2004-05-28T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T18:36:00.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  My week was terrible. It was the WORST week of my entire life. I gave up on something i could love for the rest of my life. I regretted so much for doing what i did, i could just dig a deep deep hole and hide in there for the rest of my life. Im calling myself a complete fool for what i've done. I should have thought about it first before making such rash desision. Oh my God,I'M SUCH AN IDIOT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108574056097104153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108574056097104153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108574056097104153' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108555509936962675</id><published>2004-05-26T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T15:12:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everytime i feel alone,i can blame it on you,and i do.You got me like a loaded gun, golden sun, and skies so blue.We both know,that we want it.But we both know,you left me no choice.Sometimes i watch the world go by,i wonder what it was like,To wake up every single day,to see a smile on your face,you never try.We both know,we can't change it.But we both know,we'll just have to face it,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108555509936962675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108555509936962675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108555509936962675' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108549040648889850</id><published>2004-05-25T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T21:06:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I hate my class. Period. I hate it upside down,inside out. And i especially hate that little bitch who used to sit beside me (that "bitch" happends to be a guy) Thank God he moved to the back now, but still, he's making my life in class miserable with his extreamly bitchin' attitude. Who the f**k does he think he is to screw ME up?! I hate you, i loath you, don't worry, from now on, you'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108549040648889850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108549040648889850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549040648889850' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108531831715753015</id><published>2004-05-23T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T21:23:01.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Ah...Finally home! My weekend in Melaka's been wonderful,except for the extreamly hot weather over there. Everything else was pretty much okay. I've visited various museums and had plenty plenty of good local food! The best part was going to the fabulous hotel spa and being treated like a little princess. =o) Then we all went to this club called "Downtown", not a bad place actually, good music </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108531831715753015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108531831715753015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108531831715753015' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108503579835168201</id><published>2004-05-20T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T14:49:58.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I can't say my mood has been good lately. Feeling crappy, and not so perky anymore. There're plenty of reasons why im feeling this way. And as Wei Jing said, being single really has it's perks sometimes. But really, i dont think im bothered to care about these little issues,and certainly would not let it ruin my life, nor my wonderfully planned weekend in Melaka.     So anyway,here's to you,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108503579835168201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108503579835168201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108503579835168201' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108488214392582892</id><published>2004-05-18T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T20:09:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Its been two days since the new batch of lower six students reported for their new semester. I have to admit im feeling really uneasy. Mainly insecure. Im not sure if its just me? Am i being paranoid? But why do i seem to see her everywhere i go?! Beleive it or not, she was the FIRST person i saw when i stepped into the school compound on Monday(Not a very good start). I don't usually go to the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108488214392582892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108488214392582892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108488214392582892' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108463782289595423</id><published>2004-05-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T00:17:02.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  So, my first week of grounded life went through quite fine. (way to go baby,5 more months to go!) No phone, no going out, no car, no online, no nothing. (Eventhough im online now, but it doesn't count. Hey! Im bloggin'!) Apparently my parents are doing this to me because "We think you should get rid of all these distractions and concentrate on your studies." Right. I have'nt seen my cellphone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108463782289595423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108463782289595423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108463782289595423' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108332967595118104</id><published>2004-04-30T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T17:16:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't been posting as much as before, or even when I do it hasn't been as interesting, but when you realize that your whole family knows about your blog including your brother and parents, it sort of kicks the snot out of you. How am I supposed to write about anything juicy when I know my mother's prying eyes grace the pages. How can I make fun of everything, tell the truth or speak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108332967595118104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108332967595118104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108332967595118104' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108213640770405677</id><published>2004-04-17T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T01:29:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So my week was FANTASTIC! First i was offered to feature in a local artiste's album (SUPER!) , then Ken was being (and he still is! )so sweet and caring and lovable and supportive and great and..(There're so much more!) Then Wei Jing is back, only got to see her once so far. But good enough! Then i got my phone line fixed. (Thats how im able to come online now). Basically everything was going </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108213640770405677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108213640770405677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213640770405677' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108212999368984187</id><published>2004-04-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T23:42:46.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I can sit and watch my mom try to double click icons for five minutes, I can teach and educate any student. Tutoring my mom how to use the computer has been the ultimate test in patience and restraint (a lot of counting to five in my head). Sometimes I feel like ripping the keyboard from its place and smashing it on the ground, but instead I sit there beside her and slowly tell her, with an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108212999368984187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108212999368984187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108212999368984187' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108141939795128845</id><published>2004-04-08T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:19:22.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever know how it feels to be so humiliated in your life that you just don’t feel like seing anyone at all? Well, ASK ME! I can tell you ALL about it! Till now I still couldn’t believe how did I let Cheng talked me into trying out for the “Bintang CHS” audition. Wait, first, she signed me up without my full consent. Then, she dragged me into this big pile of crap. And I blame myself partly for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108141939795128845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108141939795128845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108141939795128845' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108089887266821122</id><published>2004-04-02T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T18:02:12.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  So he broke his promise, again. He said he would come, but he did not. It was kinda expected actually, since he was having a few friends over his place last night. They'll be definitly partying till dawn and there's NO way he'll be able to get up and go to school. I knew he wouldn't show up. But yet im still dissapointed that he din't. Because he told me he would.  Surprisingly only 8 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108089887266821122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108089887266821122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108089887266821122' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108082998406603065</id><published>2004-04-01T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T22:35:41.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How many times did i pray you'd find me.How many wishes on a star,Gazing off into the dark,Dreaming I'd see your face,Safe at home unafraid,Captured in your embrace.So many times when my heart was broken,Visions of you would keep me strong.You were with me all along,Guiding my every step,You are all that I am,And I'll never forget.There were times when I'd thought I'd lost you,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108082998406603065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108082998406603065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108082998406603065' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-108044311763549778</id><published>2004-03-28T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T11:07:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You told me you loved me but you never said it to my face.You told me you cared for me but you showed it in a different way.I said you're the only one for me but all i did was just too much for you.You said your life was so much but i've got so much better to do.You said you wanna hold me forever...You said :"Baby."I said : "Maybe."The game is over.I thought i knew you.The game is over.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108044311763549778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/108044311763549778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044311763549778' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107900043917549507</id><published>2004-03-11T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:22:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To be honest, I don't know if "love" really needs to be defined. In fact, I've always tried strayed from definition. However, lately I've been trying so hard to find reason and rationale behind everything. So I'm becoming dangerously close to becoming myself, circa 1995-99, meaning that I'm overanaylzing things again. I prefer to think that love is an emotion that can't really be explained - it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107900043917549507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107900043917549507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107900043917549507' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107788122836025925</id><published>2004-02-27T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:42:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your heart skips a beat when you see them. You become tongue tied whenever you try and speak to them. Your life seems so much better when they're around. Does this sound like you? Then you, my friend, are suffering from a common teenage ailment known as 'crush fever'. It doesn't take long before the symptoms become more severe... You scribble the name of your idol all over your books. You think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107788122836025925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107788122836025925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107788122836025925' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107725969590834329</id><published>2004-02-20T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T14:50:12.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mariah Carey closes closing out the 90's as the undisputed biggest-selling female recording artist of the decade - in excess of 150 million albums and singles have been sold worldwide. Mariah has never been to Malaysia and it will be her first time ever, hence without doubt, she will command the crowd with her uncountable hit songs that include Hero, Vision of Love, Dreamlover, I’ll Be There, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107725969590834329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107725969590834329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107725969590834329' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107624850818422920</id><published>2004-02-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T21:56:52.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Every February, across the country, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day -- and its patron saint -- is shrouded in mystery. But we do know that February has long been a month of romance. St. Valentine's Day, as we know it today, contains </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107624850818422920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107624850818422920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107624850818422920' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107607952953175377</id><published>2004-02-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T23:00:31.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Whatever happened to "absolutely no regrets?" Since when do musical artists care if they offend anyone? I am really tired of Justin and Janet apologizing. Madonna has never apologized for anything. That's what made her revolutionary. She put her sexuality and everything else about her "in your face." And then when it was all over, the public backlashed against her, her movies flopped and her CD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107607952953175377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107607952953175377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107607952953175377' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107116518686645249</id><published>2003-12-12T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T02:03:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay!! One more day and Wei Jing will be back!! This is great! We can go CHRISTMASS SHOPPING together!!!!Too bad i cant see her till Tuesday...Dad will be going up to  Ipoh and mom told me to tag along to visit my Aunt...Its going to be another stupid trip. The only good thing is i get to see Ann! Speaking of Ann...I went to Pyramid today,with Nix,had this list of things i wanted to get...And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107116518686645249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107116518686645249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107116518686645249' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436218.post-107028564415936097</id><published>2003-12-01T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T21:34:40.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow….its been like a month since I updated my blog! Theres nothing much to say though…Im still having my holidays,and im as bored as ever! Was up in Cameron last week,for about four days!! Was growing mushrooms an my head up there.Bassically just did what I do best,hibernate.  Few days before I went up there,I went shopping with my parents…Wanted to get a Xmass tree,but it was abit too early to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107028564415936097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436218/posts/default/107028564415936097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robynlau87.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107028564415936097' title=''/><author><name>Robyn</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></entry></feed>
