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<xfeed version="0.3" xml:lang="en-us"><title>My Complicated Life</title><tagline>'How are things going?' you might ask... Just look here and you know what has been up in my life...</tagline><author><name>hihihi</name></author><visit_count>1054</visit_count><link href="blog_view.jsp&amp;sub_id=16794&amp;entry_id=4470" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><entry type="entry"><title>O.oWTH!!! I feel like i m zapped...Jan09</title><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;entry_id=4470&amp;type=" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_comment_view.jsp?entry_id=4470&amp;comment_post=include&amp;month=5&amp;year=2009&amp;date=26" rel="service.post" title="Post Comment" type="text/html"/><author><name>hihihi</name></author><content>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="impact"&gt;&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Okie... New year, new class ,new friends and OLD FRIENDS (terrible experience) I got to school... with an old bag, with a new hairstyle(short ,bob) and a sparkling new pair of shoes. I entered the gate with a big smile on my face, looking around. Not sounding very exciting. There were newbies in the school roamin' around saying &amp;quot;ooooh! Look at this! ooooh! Look at that!&amp;quot; Even one of them pointed at a old rubbish bin that had pictures painted all over it -_-||| I got to the hall where everyone assembles and sat at my new classes line and sat down. Seems to me that I was way too early... at least there are others around but playing with their friends. I waited for a single person to arrive but only after an hour someone showed up. Her name? I should not say but I will just name her Jam. She smiled at me and said &amp;quot;Hi!^-^&amp;quot; nice greeting... J and I just made friends on the last day of last year. I was happy to see her. Another few people came and sat beside us and at last, at least six people came. Then I heard a voice that struct me. I lifted my head from my book and saw a boy. I call him Ice. I felt an electric shock in me for I don't know why. I continued to read my book until we had to keep them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font face="Wingdings"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;continued in part 2&lt;font face="Wingdings"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><created>26-06-2009 00:34:48</created><modified>01-01-1970 07:30:00</modified><issued>26-06-2009 00:34:48</issued></entry><entry type="comment"><title>No entry found.</title><author><name>Atomic Island Administrator</name></author><created>05-09-2010 22:46:13</created><modified>05-09-2010 22:46:13</modified><issued>05-09-2010 22:46:13</issued></entry><AtomicIsland><comment/><post_comment href="blog_comment_view.jsp?entry_id=4470&amp;comment_post=include&amp;month=5&amp;year=2009&amp;date=26" title="Post Comment"/></AtomicIsland><AtomicIsland><date date="26" month="5" param="navigation.swf?&amp;mID=4&amp;" sub_id="16794" year="2009"/><subscriber age="12" desc="I am a Computer sort of pro. I use the computer when i have a chance which is everyday. I play the piano, cello,er hu,ukelele,flute and ye hu. I have interest in anime and manga. I compose songs from some of the anime series opening song and ending songs like from FullMetal Alchemist Brotherhood." gender="Female" intro="Hi! My web name is Crystal. I live a very complicated life, read my blog!" islandship="Junior Proprietor" sub_id="16794" username="hihihi"/></AtomicIsland><recentEntry><entry><title>O.oWTH!!! I feel like...</title><link href="blog_comment_view.jsp?entry_id=4470&amp;type=&amp;month=5&amp;year=2009&amp;date=26" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_comment_view.jsp?entry_id=4470&amp;type=&amp;month=5&amp;year=2009&amp;date=26" rel="service.xfeed" title="Comment(s)" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_comment_view.jsp?entry_id=4470&amp;comment_post=include&amp;type=&amp;month=5&amp;year=2009&amp;date=26" rel="service.post" title="Post Comment" type="text/html"/><author><name>hihihi</name></author><content>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="impact"&gt;&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Okie... New year, new class ,new friends and OLD FRIENDS (terrible experience) I got to school... with an old bag, with a new hairstyle(short ,bob) and a sparkling new pair of shoes. I entered the gate with a big smile on my face, looking around. Not sounding very exciting. There were newbies in the school roamin' around saying &amp;quot;ooooh! Look at this! ooooh! Look at that!&amp;quot; Even one of them pointed at a old rubbish bin that had pictures painted all over it -_-||| I got to the hall where everyone assembles and sat at my new classes line and sat down. Seems to me that I was way too early... at least there are others around but playing with their friends. I waited for a single person to arrive but only after an hour someone showed up. Her name? I should not say but I will just name her Jam. She smiled at me and said &amp;quot;Hi!^-^&amp;quot; nice greeting... J and I just made friends on the last day of last year. I was happy to see her. Another few people came and sat beside us and at last, at least six people came. Then I heard a voice that struct me. I lifted my head from my book and saw a boy. I call him Ice. I felt an electric shock in me for I don't know why. I continued to read my book until we had to keep them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font face="Wingdings"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;continued in part 2&lt;font face="Wingdings"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><created>26-06-2009 00:34:48</created><modified>01-01-1970 07:30:00</modified><issued>26-06-2009 00:34:48</issued></entry></recentEntry><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=11&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Dec 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=10&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Nov 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=9&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Oct 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=8&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Sep 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=7&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Aug 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=6&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Jul 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=5&amp;year=2009&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Jun 2009" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=8&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Sep 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=7&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Aug 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=6&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Jul 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=5&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Jun 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=4&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="May 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=3&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Apr 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=2&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Mar 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=1&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Feb 2010" type="text/html"/><link href="blog_view.jsp?sub_id=16794&amp;month=0&amp;year=2010&amp;type=" rel="service.xfeed" title="Jan 2010" type="text/html"/></xfeed>




