<?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-14788686</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:49:42.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedom1990.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedom1990.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>freedom</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788686.post-116230699094673860</id><published>2006-10-31T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:03:11.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我的心好痛...&lt;br /&gt;没有想到他...&lt;br /&gt;真的就这样离我而去...&lt;br /&gt;以前的承诺成为泡影。&lt;br /&gt;一切都是谎言！&lt;br /&gt;说什么因为我才懂得爱，&lt;br /&gt;会永远爱我、&lt;br /&gt;会给我希望、&lt;br /&gt;不会离开我...&lt;br /&gt;他演得好逼真，&lt;br /&gt;逼真到我都快要窒息了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;身边的声音好嘈杂...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;听着你爱听的音乐、&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;看着你爱看的卡通、&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;不停地想你......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;真的就这样结束了吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;真的就这样...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;在我们的爱情上...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;画下句点吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;你给的理由我无法接受。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;什么“神要我去做牧师，所以我们分手吧”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;这都是借口！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;你为了和我分手，既然借用神的名义。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我恨你，恨不得把你杀掉！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;为什么不干脆就对我说“我不爱你了！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;这样，我还比较容易死心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;为什么...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;还要让我等下去...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;为什么你还可以嬉皮笑脸地对我说笑？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;一大堆的“为什么”压在我胸口&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;让我喘不过气...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;你让我感到呼吸快要停止了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;到底要怎么样...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;才可以把你忘记...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我爱他，但他不爱我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明知如此，但我还是不舍得放手。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为我害怕.....害怕不会有人要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不可以......我不想再被人抛弃。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不喜欢被人不要的感觉!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到头来，我只是一个大白痴。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;弄到自己身心疲惫，却什么都得不到。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我要继续下去，能到多久就到多久。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不喜欢心痛的感觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好害怕.....好痛苦......好难受......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;每天担心受怕，怕哪天回到家，发现家里空荡荡，怎么叫、怎么喊，都没有人的踪影......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;怕哪天接到他打来的电话，跟我说很多抱歉的话，然后提出我一直以来都不敢说的话......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一句就算我再怎么生气、再怎么伤心都不敢说的话......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我知道我很自私，把他绑得紧紧地，不让他喘气，可是我怕一放松，我就永远都看不到他了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好累......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788686-114951699887981359?l=freedom1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedom1990.blogspot.com/feeds/114951699887981359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788686&amp;postID=114951699887981359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788686/posts/default/114951699887981359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788686/posts/default/114951699887981359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedom1990.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>freedom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788686.post-112849092542584436</id><published>2005-10-04T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:42:05.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;10 Ways To Become A Gangster&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First,find a group of gangster and ask them if you could join them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second,challenge one of the gangster and if you beat him,you might be invited into the gang,if you lose,they will look down on you,so you must train yourself first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third,buy things for them to win their heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth,speak vuglarite&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you do not felt happy about something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifth,must always have a weapon with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sixth,dye your hair colourful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Seventh,smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Eighth,beat the person that you do not like.&lt;br /&gt;Ninth,always went home very late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tenth,do not listen to your teacher or parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If you done all this,you will be a gangster,you will lost your family's love;You respect from others;Your health will be affected;You might be caught by police when you are in a gang fight;When you do not have money,you will go to steal things;Without studies,you will not have the knowledge that even a primary school kid have. After these,you will become lost,friendless,hopeless and helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If even though you know these but you still want to be a gangster,you are really hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14788686-112849092542584436?l=freedom1990.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freedom1990.blogspot.com/feeds/112849092542584436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14788686&amp;postID=112849092542584436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788686/posts/default/112849092542584436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14788686/posts/default/112849092542584436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freedom1990.blogspot.com/2005/10/10-ways-to-become-gangster-firstfind.html' title=''/><author><name>freedom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14788686.post-112243964523862108</id><published>2005-07-26T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:45:54.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;About My Mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;About my personal account I hand in to you,may be you will think that it is foolish to do something like that.But can you image at that small age,the person you most relay on have lost trust in you and changed her attitude to you in a way she never did before?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no father since 6-years-old,but Im not sad.Instead,I am happy.He should be one who never be called a father as he is not suit to be a father.He never care about me.I could only saw him once a year since I knew how to talk when I was small as he said he have to work overseas.He had flew many countries that I did not know where he was everytime and how to contact him.If he went overseas was to work,it was fine with me.However,he went was to find women.I felt disgraceful to have such father.I felt pity for my mother,she has been tortured by my ex-grandmother.My grandmother has been telling her to do lots of stuff since she graduated at Master Degree from Japan.Actually,my mother could continue her study to higher standard,but my ex-father disagree,he said she needed to take care of me in Malaysia.So my mother gave up her higher standard of study.Actually,my ex-father was scared that my mother would over took him in study as my mother had always been having a higher standard of study than him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since my mother had came to Malaysia,my ex-grandmother had been telling her to do everything.Cooking,washing,moping,.......lots of things and her attitude towards my mother was like a maid,or even worse than a maid.I did not know how my mother bear it,after knowing mu ex-father was having an affair and treated in such manner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a few years,I knew the reason.It was because of me that she bear it all.She scared I would be sad without a father.I want to let her know that it is my fortune without this father.Everytime when he came back,he brought a lot of toys to me.May be to other child would think that it was a way how their father shows his love toward the child.However,I know,it was a way my father hind his guiltiness towards me and this was how he made himself thought that he had done his part as a father.This is all rubbish,what I want is a father both in pysical and mental.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After their divorse,my mother and I live together.She worked very hard to support me.But there were still some deceiver cheated my mother's money.However,she did not break down or let herself fell into misery.She fight with the deceiver bravly,and I admire her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love my mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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