<?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-5289100</id><updated>2011-12-10T23:56:11.174+08:00</updated><category term='Chapter 25'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Book of Love'/><category term='MPH'/><title type='text'>Journal of Life - Love Stories...</title><subtitle type='html'>As we paced ourselves towards unforeseen future, have we ever stop to realize that things have changed.... This is my life, my experience and my reproduction literally.        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src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1454736959890878273</id><published>2011-11-17T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:45:47.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 15 Prologue Hi, can I tell you something?Can you promise not to tell anyone?Why?Because it’s a secret.I believe a lot of us grew up listening to this sentence.It was so common during our younger days when we felt that secrets were something which is very special and should not be told to another person unnecessarily.Instead, our secrets were traded.“I’ll only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1454736959890878273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6819524922343092057</id><published>2010-08-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:19:38.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ Leaving Home ]“When are you finally going to clean up your room?”My mum will nag about this all day long as I sank deep inside my own world.“Maybe tomorrow…. ”I guess this answer would come almost immediately as the dreadful noise pollution continues.“If I feel like doing it….”This would be the heart’s answer.How I miss those words.How I miss the 30 over years that I’ve stayed with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6819524922343092057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[A Letter to My Child – Part II]Dear Son,Time seems to move very fast when you are busy.You are in your 31st week and we’ll be visiting the gyne later on.Your mum and I have decided on your name.You know, a name is the actually the first emotional gift that a parent gave it their child to unify the bond between them. Every individual child’s name is special in their parent’s ear and every name </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2808967936224605751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2808967936224605751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2808967936224605751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2808967936224605751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-to-my-child-part-ii-dear-son.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3489914443880253250</id><published>2010-07-21T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:17:22.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ A Letter To My Child - Part I ]Dear Son,The date is 20th July 2010 and if everything goes smoothly, you will witness the world in 3 months time.I don’t know when you will be able to read this.Maybe in a few years time,Maybe when you are older and perhaps bump onto my website while you surf one day.I don’t even know your name yet.Daddy &amp; Mummy just want to let you know that having you is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3489914443880253250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3489914443880253250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3489914443880253250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3489914443880253250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2010/07/letter-to-my-child-part-i-dear-son-date.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2369875350224129958</id><published>2010-05-16T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:51:16.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[我的老婆]我的老婆是一个从小就被宠怀的小公主，也从小就会到处欺负人。生气时就会在马路大喊大叫的人，也会长长因为生别人的气而发泄在我身上。很怕肥又不漂亮的人，也长长花一大堆钱买护肤品。追求高素质生活的人，也想拥有一个漂亮美丽的家。老是说我没用的人，也一直向往着更好的未来。但她也是一个为了我而远离父母的人，想念他们时也只能打个电话。为了我而学习如何抄菜的人，当我饿了也会有一盘面吃。为了我而压抑自己的开支，很多东西想买也只能等待。最重要的，她为了我们而怀了我们的宝贝。我永远都不会知道，也不会感受到怀孕有多辛苦。我只看到一开始就每天不舒服的她。躺在床上，每天等我下班回家的样子。吃也不多，喝也很少。不过日子一天天的过去，她也好了很多。现在也有点盼望我们的小宝贝的到来。我知道我的人生又会有很大的改变。钱可能也会有很大的问题。不过这一些都比不上一个妈妈的决心。因为我老婆曾经对我说，"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2369875350224129958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2369875350224129958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2369875350224129958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2369875350224129958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1886285754890484869</id><published>2010-01-14T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:33:45.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[简单的幸福]你,恋爱过吗？你,曾被爱伤害过吗？如果你没被爱伤害过,那我觉得你不曾恋爱过吧。看着那影片播放的爱情故事，我有些感动。男女主角的恋情怎么都那么感人，那么浪漫呢？可能是因为两个人之间的爱情的如果不能轰轰烈烈的，那回忆时也没什么好留恋的吧。认识我的人曾经问我，为什么在我的故事里从来没有诉说起我跟我老婆的爱情故事呢？她们都相信我们的爱情一定很浪漫，一定很精彩。因为我是一个懂爱的人。很好笑的事，我们故事一点也不浪漫。我任为两个人,不是一定要在一个很浪漫的地方或情况下结缘。浪漫的爱情可能会是一段很平凡的相遇。你可能很早就认识她，又或者你也记不起是什么时候认识她。一段恋情，也不一定要经过生离死别才称得上是个浪漫小说。世界上往往最简单的东西偶尔是最不起眼的。而最不起眼的东西也是我们往往会忽略的。包括简单的恋爱。今天是否跟他吃了一顿饭？今天是否跟她看了一场电影？吃饭，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1886285754890484869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1886285754890484869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1886285754890484869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1886285754890484869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7271339538917428068</id><published>2009-09-05T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:34:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 14I guess there are many who always wonder what it is like to live in a life when you are in a relationship. There would be someone who would take care of you; there will always be someone who will be in your mind as both of you parted ways.If you have not been in a relationship before, you would think it’s like an ice-cream, so sweet and appealing that makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7271339538917428068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7271339538917428068' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7271339538917428068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7271339538917428068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/02/journal-of-life-relationship-will-melt.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-992281340650985443</id><published>2009-08-15T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:53:01.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 13Everyone that I know believes that love is something that everyone should witness and experienced at some point of their life. It is often believed that ‘one will know the meaning of life when he seek and understand what true love is’.Throughout my years of search, I have come across amazing stories about love. I have seen and heard many individuals doing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/992281340650985443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=992281340650985443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/992281340650985443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/992281340650985443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/12/secrets-of-heart-chapter-13-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7564612765440613960</id><published>2009-06-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:34:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   ZH-CN   X-NONE                                                         MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7564612765440613960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7564612765440613960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7564612765440613960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7564612765440613960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-zh-cn.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1706189082863975340</id><published>2009-04-29T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:12:22.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   ZH-CN   X-NONE                                                                                                         &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1706189082863975340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1706189082863975340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1706189082863975340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1706189082863975340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/04/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-zh-cn.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2268507065362050974</id><published>2009-03-17T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:31:59.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journal of Life ~ what makes a good relationship?Whenever there’s a quarrel or argument between my friends and their partners, they would end up asking me this old fashion question of ‘What makes a good relationship?’Most of the time, I just shrugged and said that I don’t really know.‘You must be joking, you love your wife so much and you always give in a lot to her’That’s what some general </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2268507065362050974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2268507065362050974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2268507065362050974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2268507065362050974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/03/journal-of-life-what-makes-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1869003730108118838</id><published>2009-03-08T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:17:41.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1869003730108118838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1869003730108118838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1869003730108118838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1869003730108118838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/03/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2695132974369148946</id><published>2009-03-03T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:57:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journal of Life ~ The greatest love story of allWhen was the last time you've read a love story so nice that you felt almost living in it?Was it through some novels or movies that you watched?Was it through the mouth of someone you know that truly describe the experiences of love and courtship?You laid back and dream so much that you would experience such a life.Everyone will have their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2695132974369148946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2695132974369148946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2695132974369148946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2695132974369148946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/03/journal-of-life-greatest-love-story-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7402688637843565352</id><published>2009-03-02T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:50:05.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journal of Life – Negative Emotions.We all know that humans are born with emotions and logical thinking. That ability perhaps is the greatest difference between us and those mammals caged inside the zoo.Somehow when we are in love, we could be blinded by our logical thinking and filled with negative emotions that sometimes we cannot control.In the beginning, there were only the two of you.You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7402688637843565352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7402688637843565352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7402688637843565352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7402688637843565352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/03/journal-of-life-negative-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2682870299750447362</id><published>2009-02-25T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:00:31.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journal of Life – The rainbow after the rainThere was a huge shower all across major parts in the northern and eastern part of Singapore during the evening. As the rain drizzled, I guess many people were either stuck or chose to be drenched as they continued their journey.I guess times like these would probably leave you with an unhappy feeling.Why it had to rain now?Why am I stuck here when I’m </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2682870299750447362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2682870299750447362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2682870299750447362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2682870299750447362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2009/02/journal-of-life-rainbow-after-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-160611224632912721</id><published>2008-12-24T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:16:31.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 12Everyone takes a bus some time in their life.For me, it was the first transport that I ever took.My grandfather used to bring me on different long bus journey. We would do nothing, just look out the windows and observe the many places which the bus travels.He said it was the cheapest way of enjoyment because we only pay less then a dollar for the bus ticket </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/160611224632912721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=160611224632912721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/160611224632912721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/160611224632912721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/12/secrets-of-heart-chapter-12-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4746842419494651802</id><published>2008-10-15T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:44:16.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 11All of us would spend at least a third of our life doing it. Although there are people who dislike doing it, they would have to do it somehow.That is to close our eyes and sleep.Lying on the bed is easy for most people but not getting yourself to close your eyes without switching off your thoughts is the difficult part for everyone.What is the last thing you’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4746842419494651802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4746842419494651802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4746842419494651802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4746842419494651802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/10/secrets-of-heart-chapter-11-all-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3586465488247842915</id><published>2008-10-02T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:41:59.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 不一样的天空 ][ 我们终于见面了，好像很久没见到对方的感觉。我们还是有很多，很多说不完的话。我们还是知到彼此的喜爱，彼此讨厌的东西。我真的希望，这次我不要再伤害妳了。因为少一天不能在一起，就是少了一天爱你的机会。]那天我们在街上逛时，突然看到很多人拿着手机在拍天空。好奇心很强的我便走上去瞧一瞧。到底发生了什么事？是有飞碟吗？原来人们正在拿着手机拍一道彩虹。彩虹有什么好奇怪的？下完雨后不是会有的吗？不是常常都可以看得到吗？我听到有些路人这么说着。我心里想着，真的是这样吗？那你最后一次看到彩虹是什么时候呢？是昨天吗？还是已经很久很久的事了。我这生中也没看过很多次彩虹。上一次我好像忘了是什么时候了。可能是五六年前了吧。很多人或许都会知道，彩虹是怎么形成的。但我从来都不想去了解。因为我想保持对它的一点浪漫。对我来说，每一次看到彩虹时，我就有一种说不出的温心。恢恢的天空挂着不同的颜色。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3586465488247842915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3586465488247842915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3586465488247842915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3586465488247842915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-5217043534799028210</id><published>2008-09-19T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:25:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 每一句话的影响 ][ 今年，我们都过了一个不愉快的中秋节。因为我们都在不同的地方，看着同样的月亮。然后告诉月亮，其实我们都很想念对方。明天，我就会去找你了。虽然我不知道妳心底还有没有生我的气不过，我真的董了很多。因为妳不在我身边，所以我知道了妳的寂寞。]在一起的我们，时常都会说出一些不好听的话。可能我们都认为，夫妻好如家人。说错了什么，做错了什么事，对方都会原谅你。我对你说过了很多话。也对你许下了很多承诺。每一次做错了，也只能告诉你我下次不会了。每一次说错了，我也满口的理由，满脑子的借口。我从来都不知道，我说的每一句话所对你所造成的影响。直道你对我说那些话时，我才知道。知道原来当妳心爱的人对你说一些伤痛的感觉时。你仿佛会感到万分的伤痛。你说：“我们好像不像从前了。从前，你都会牵着我的手。我们什么时候开始各走各的了？”每当我回想起这句话时，我都好像感受到妳的悲伤。你说：“</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/5217043534799028210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=5217043534799028210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5217043534799028210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5217043534799028210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2880809634540656555</id><published>2008-09-14T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:39:58.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 爱需要证明吗？ ]今天妳还是很不愿意的跟我说话。妳说妳已经厌倦了我对你说的话。因为你说每次我都有借口，都有理由。因为你认为我把一切都推到你身上。妳问我为什么每次都要等到你开口我才会去做一件事？为什么我不能够在妳还没开口之前就把东西做好呢？为什么要你牵着我的手来走呢？为什么不是我带着你走呢？如果妳一直的专注着一个人的缺点，你就会看不到他的任何优点。就像你把我看得太近了，你只会看到了我脸上的疤痕。你就一直记得我脸上有道疤。久了你也可能忘记我的脸长得怎样。所以我就在你心目中留下这种印象。说我是一个不会去爱你的人。你认为，我已经不再爱你了。所以妳说妳已经对我没有感觉了。当我再次说我爱你时，你却跟我说你不相信了。你说我说了也是白说，做也从来没去做过。爱一个人真的需要证明吗？这个问题一直在我脑子里绕了整天。爱一个人不就是要为她做她想要的事，不是吗？妳说要我把房间给布置好，我去做。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2880809634540656555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2880809634540656555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2880809634540656555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2880809634540656555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6461216238884556285</id><published>2008-09-13T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T01:01:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 一通电话的分别 ]今天，我又让妳不开心了。妳发了个讯息告诉我说妳身体不舒服，但我只是回复你的讯息，但没有拨通电话给妳。你很生气的问我是不是真的那么爱你？你叫我自己想清楚，到底是不是要照顾妳。为什么一个电话的问候都不会打？我们之间没有爱了吗？只是亲情的对待对方吗？为什么你叫我打电话，我才会打电话呢？我真的不知道。我真的不知道我为什么没拨通电话给妳。可能是我真的很忙，可能是我的反应就是回复你的讯息，可能是我也生病了，可能我会有一千个理由去解释。但唯一肯定的是，我真的很爱你。当我忙完一切的事以后，我拨了通电话给妳。你却说都已经十二点了，为什么把你从睡梦中吵醒。但这次没有人叫我打给妳。我只想在临睡前，听一听你的声音而已。但我又做错了，因为我没让你好好的休息。原来一通电话可以让身边的人开心，也可以让他们不开心。问题在于，几时打才是最恰当的呢？当妳想你时，无论你在那里，无论你在干嘛，你就要打。[</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6461216238884556285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6461216238884556285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6461216238884556285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6461216238884556285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2974845004412112504</id><published>2008-09-12T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:58:54.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 爱是个很微妙的东西 ]从小，我就长的不好看。人又长得很肥，脸又有很多豆豆。同学们只是在名义上做我的朋友。但每次有女孩和他们出门时，他们绝对不会让我去。因为在他们眼中，我只是一个会破坏约会的人。就这样，我也没有女人缘。异性朋友对我来说就不多，更不要说是谈恋爱了。我喜欢的人，从来也没给过我机会。喜欢我的人，从来也没有让我遇过。我尝试改变自己，让自己受欢迎一点。但很遗憾，我没有用心去做。想减肥也只是想想而已。我告诉自己，我只会为我最爱的人去做那么费力的事。一个真心喜欢我的人才不会介意我的丑陋。一个不介意我的人才值得我努力的变帅。在我认为自己不会谈恋爱的时候，我莫名其妙的交了第一个女朋友。很感谢她，因为她让我知道爱一个人不是我想象中的容易。她让我学习怎样去照顾一个人，怎样去关心一个人。她也让我了解到，不是每一个人都看外表来喜欢一个人。然而我们分手了，这可能是对彼此之间最好的决定。因为我知道，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2974845004412112504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2974845004412112504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2974845004412112504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2974845004412112504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6165101196758417293</id><published>2008-09-09T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:28:52.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 我决定了]如果时间不够；我就少睡一点。如果金钱不够；我就少花一点。因为我决定了。这十天内，我将做完我应该做的事。然后我就去找她。让她知道，她对我有多重要。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6165101196758417293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6165101196758417293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6165101196758417293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6165101196758417293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1981981316749172943</id><published>2008-09-07T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:21:23.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[  又一天过去了，时间就在我不知不觉中，慢慢流失。只从你离开以后，这里每天都会下雨。妳曾经说过，只要是妳哭了，天就会下雨，因为天在为你难过。我也哭了，雨也下了，这也是依偎着上天也在为我哭吗？ ][ 一个人做的事 ]我活了快三十年了，之前大部分的生活都是一个人在过。我觉得一个人过得还蛮充实的。如果我想吃什么，就出去吃。如果我想买什么，就出去买。从一个人上班，跟一大堆人一起挤车。到一个人下班，跟同事一起去唱歌。我从来都不会去在乎任何人的感受，只要是我开心的，我都会去做。直到。。。我们在一起了。从此我的生活就多出一个人在我的空间。那个人很在乎我的卫生，从刷牙洗脸开始每天都会监视着我。如果我没好好的洗脸，她的脸就会很黑。那个人也很在乎我的饮食，这个不让我吃，那个也不让我吃。每次都会叫我吃一些讨厌的东西，好像在折磨我。那个人也会想知道我的行中，我在干什么。每次都说我没打电话给她，没向她报到。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1981981316749172943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1981981316749172943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1981981316749172943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1981981316749172943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6876656034267183053</id><published>2008-09-06T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:10:37.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[  这十天过得好像过了十年似的。妳睡的枕头已经慢慢的没有妳的味道了。 ][ 爱的告白 ]“我爱你，老婆”妳说妳每次都会听我说同样的话。妳说那已经不实际了，因为我只会说说而已。但妳好像从来都没问过我，到底爱妳什么。我爱妳，因为妳是妳。因为这世界上只有一个妳。妳说你会任性，但因为妳的任性，让我变得更成熟点。妳说妳的要求很高，但因为妳的要求高，让我觉得工作是很有意义的。我认为爱一个人不需要一千个理由，也不需要任何的考虑。迟一天向对方告白，就是两人迟一天在一起的机会。当两个人在一起时，不一定会有一切。可能会有穷的时候，也可能会有饿的时候。但这些都只是生命中的一断 过程。这也是在生命中吸取的考验。我是不会让你俄的，我也不会让你受任何委屈。如果我可以，我会向全世界说我爱妳。如果妳听不到，希望有一天你身边的人可以告诉妳，有一个人很爱妳。那个人只要是看到妳开心，无论多辛苦也会露出一个微笑。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-9000244559761790849</id><published>2008-09-05T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:20:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 好像已经是第八天了。这几天天气都很冷，刚才收的你的讯息时吓了一跳。妳说“一个人在家好可怕哦”。刹那间我的心比公司里的冷气还冷。。离你那么远的我，什么都不能为你做。 ][ 心情日记 ]我想有些人会有写日记的习惯。把今天所发生的事都统统记录在一本小本子里。我不怎么会写日记，所以也不曾想过日记的用意。直道有一天我莫名的发现妳所写下的回忆。我才知道，原来写几个字也可以让一个人绕起最深的记忆。[ 我自己搭车回家了，所以你自己也回家吧，今天的以前我不知原由地喜欢上你，今天的以后我放弃了。对不起！我愿意为彼此的喜欢是可以很单纯的。]这是我有生以来，第一次让你难过。[ 我只要和你在一起就很开心了，就一直让你拉着一起过马路，喝同一杯咖啡，喜欢掖你的鼻子，喜欢抱抱你，就这样和你一起度过每一天。我很想让你开心可是我做不到。]这是你第一次知道被爱的滋味吧。[ 10月3号是我难忘一个日子，因为我老公来接我了。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/9000244559761790849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=9000244559761790849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/9000244559761790849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/9000244559761790849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/103-1228211106.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3554765536076994170</id><published>2008-09-04T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:04:46.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[  第七天了，今晚你终于让我打电话给你。这一次是最久没听到你的声音了。我知道你还是在生我的气，也叫我不要为你做任何事，也说你不想回来。但你知道吗？我现在没为你做任何事，我只是在告诉全世界我有多么爱你而以。 ][ 遗失的情书 ]有一天你突然问我，问我有没写过情书给女孩子？我想了又想，这个年代还有人写情书的吗？于是我反回来问了你，那你有收过别人写给妳的情书？妳说在中学的时候有收过，虽然妳对那个人没感觉但妳也很开心。不知道那里来的冲劲，我突然也想写一封情书给你。不过我的语文有限，可能写了你也看不明白。在不知不觉中，我也写下了我的第一封情书。[ 我们之间，都在等待爱情的降临，都在等待真心的对带。我们之间，仿佛找到对方的存在，仿佛发现彼此的所在。我们之间，说好互相彼此扶持，    说好之间要容忍相待。我们之间，希望时间停留在这刻，但愿它从此不再流失。我们之间，虽然有着幼稚的想法，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3554765536076994170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3554765536076994170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3554765536076994170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3554765536076994170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3471974334930962069</id><published>2008-09-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:57:25.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 第六天了，我这边下雨了。你那边的天空也一样的灰吗？ ][ 第一次的相遇 ]还记得你曾经问过我，问我，我们第一次相遇的是什么时候，是在那里？我很有自信的说了心中的答案，因为我一向对自己的记忆很骄傲。但妳说我错了，因为我所记得的已经是第二次的相遇。妳说我们在之前已经说过话了。我有点不信，但如果你不说，我永远也不会知道。就在那晚，我失眠了。因为我在潜入我最深的回忆，想办法去回想。因为我很想知道当时的我，是用着什么样的心情跟你说话。我想了很久，模糊的回忆像坏掉的旧影片的漫漫播放。我只记得，妳在上班的岗位。我走向前，问了你一些关于你的工作的知识。然后我们闲聊了几句，我也记不起聊了什么。终于让我想回了一些。其实很多人都可能忘了他们相遇是在什么时候，是在那里。因为当时的他们都还没爱上彼此。但想想，如果没有第一次的相遇，怎么会有第二次？如果没有再次的相遇，怎么会认识彼此呢？如果两个人没有认识彼此，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3471974334930962069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3471974334930962069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3471974334930962069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3471974334930962069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6057071276751832358</id><published>2008-09-02T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:19:58.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ 爱情的考验 ]转眼间已经第五天了。虽然我很想，但时间不会因为妳的离开，而停留在我们在一起的时光。妳说这次的离开，可以让妳知道妳会有多爱我。也可以让妳知道你的未来是否存在着我。妳说我不能去送你，也不能在机场偷偷的看你。因为妳要试着一个人悄悄离开的感觉。妳说我不可以去找妳，也不可以打电话给妳。因为妳要知道我不在你身边时，时间会不会过得慢一点。妳说妳不在我身边时，我要记得吃饭，累了要记得休息。因为妳不想知道，我因为妳的离开而不爱惜自己。我不知道妳这次的离开，会让妳知道多少。但至少让我知道了很多。我知道了，我原来我这么的爱妳。但是。。。因为爱妳，所以我没去送妳，也没有在机场偷偷的看你的背影。因为爱你，所以我没找妳，也没有打电话给妳。因为爱你，所以我会好好的照顾自己。因为爱你，所以我会接受这个爱情的考验。因为爱你，所以我会等你。。。</summary><link 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src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8155551844460227424</id><published>2008-08-31T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:17:48.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[世界上最贵的礼物]你会送什么给你最心爱的人？有些人会自己亲手做一些东西送给心爱的人。但很抱歉，因为我没这个耐性。有些人会买颗很大很大的砖石戒子。但真遗憾，因为我买不起。有些人会买个很名贵又最流行的名牌包包。但很奇怪，因为我觉得很浪费。虽然我不能送这些东西给我最心爱的人，但我给了她一个很小的礼物。而我觉得这个也可能是世界上最贵的礼物，那就是我的一个，承诺。因为我的承诺，所以在我心目中，我只爱她一个。所以我每晚都会等她下班。所以我会在她生病时，细心的照顾她。所以我会好好的照顾自己，因为她说如果是我病了，她没有办法照顾我。所以我会好好的上班，因为你说她不想怕没钱而去工作。所以我会学习爱干净，因为你说她最讨厌肮脏的环境。所以我会去记得她的一切，因为她说她老是忘记。所以我会陪她去逛街，因为她说我懂得她的品味。所以我会乖乖听她的，因为她说其他人都不听。虽然这个礼物是没有价值，但这个礼物也没有限制。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8155551844460227424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>[缘分是...]从前，我们在各自的世界里，过着不同的生活。我们住的环境和彼此不一样，但我们一样有个美满的家。从小玩的东西不一样，在长大的过程也跟彼此不一样。我们也有着各自的好朋友，在我们不开心时陪着我们。我们长大了，可能也有过自己喜欢的对象。有一天，我们在不同的时间，不同的情况下，作了相通的决定。这个决定让我们认识了彼此，也开始了我们的缘分。时间长了，我们也渐渐喜欢上了对方。只要是在一起，无论做什么我们都会一样得开心。这份开心也让我们开始走了爱的路。相爱的我们，也开始把我们不同的世界介绍给对方。相爱的我们，也把我们的生命连在一起。我要记得你喜欢什么，不喜欢什么。你要记得我讨厌什么，害怕些什么。从此，我们喜欢的东西多了一倍，不喜欢的东西也多了一倍。我们也很努力的在过对方的生活，为彼此牺牲。虽然我们还有很多不明白的地方，但这就是爱。爱一个人不是因为一时的冲动，也不是一时的决定。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8350268860142059029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8350268860142059029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8350268860142059029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8350268860142059029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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到底我不能够给她什么？到底我哪里做得不好，还是我做的不对。为什么我不知道自己错在哪里？当我在忙着寻找问题的对错时，我发现自己好像忘了怎么去爱一个人。当我们。。。一起走时，我好像忘了会牵她的手。当上班时，我好像忘了会拨她电话。临睡前时，我好像忘了会亲她一下。看着她时，我好像忘了会看仔细点。“老婆，我很爱你。”这句话突然间好像没什么意义了。因为我所说的跟我所做的都不一样了。因为。。。当我走在前面时，我都相信她一定会跟着我。当我在上班时，我都会觉得她也一定跟我一样忙。当我临睡时，我都相信她今天一定过得很充实。当我看着她时，我都会觉得她心里一定会开心。我错了。一个人不哭，不表示她不痛。当我发现这一刻时，我的眼泪一直在流。为什么当我们谈恋爱时</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6980202283139956329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6980202283139956329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6980202283139956329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6980202283139956329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7759724547648376932</id><published>2008-08-21T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:12:10.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ Author’s note ]Hi all,Thanks for the support throughout the whole year. It has been a pleasant journey for me to know many of you who’ve read my stories. There are some who regards me as someone who understands what love means and have it written so well in words. There are some who even regard me as the god of love. I’m very much flattered.As much as I think I understand love, I don’t really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7759724547648376932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7759724547648376932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7759724547648376932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7759724547648376932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/08/authors-note-hi-all-thanks-for-support.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3288937627221109083</id><published>2008-07-24T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:55:20.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3288937627221109083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3288937627221109083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3288937627221109083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3288937627221109083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/07/photobucket_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4666387552320112898</id><published>2008-07-16T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:27:55.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 10What does your family mean to you?I suppose the definition of this word changes as we grow up and experience many things later in life. I grew up in a close knitted family where the nine of us (grandparents, uncles) would squeeze into a 3 bedroom flat like some Singaporeans.My father being a fishmonger would leave the house at the stroke of midnight to source </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4666387552320112898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4666387552320112898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4666387552320112898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4666387552320112898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/07/secrets-of-heart-chapter-10-what-does_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4729444966231741010</id><published>2008-07-02T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:11:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 9If I would to ask you this question today, how long do you’ll need to answer it?Less than a fraction of a second? Ten minutes? Maybe even through hours of thinking that yield no answer?We make friends with the places we go to, the people we meet and the activities we joined. So if I would to ask you…“So who’s your best friend ever?”Did her face popped out in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4729444966231741010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4729444966231741010' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4729444966231741010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4729444966231741010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/07/secrets-of-heart-chapter-9-if-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8000732282737540182</id><published>2008-06-20T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:57:14.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 8Are you an outward person or do you prefer to keep things to yourself? Do you smile very often as you work or study?There are people who I’ve met who are always happy and never fail to share their happiness with anyone around them. To these people, happiness is lighting up the spirit of the person who is next to you.Unfortunately, these are only a small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8000732282737540182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8000732282737540182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8000732282737540182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8000732282737540182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/06/secrets-of-heart-chapter-8-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-5081134597002948200</id><published>2008-05-22T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:01:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 7What does it matters to you when you realize you’ve lost your mobile phone one day?The value of the phone which you’ve saved so hard to buy?The sentimental value of the phone which was bought by someone special?The pictures inside the phone which you failed to back up?The long list of contacts inside your phonebook which you failed to remember all?Whatever it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/5081134597002948200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=5081134597002948200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5081134597002948200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5081134597002948200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/05/secrets-of-heart-chapter-7-what-does-it_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7588194164163938304</id><published>2008-04-08T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:39:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密 Chapter 6The two of you were quiet as there was nothing much to say over an incident that nobody wanted. You could sense that something, somewhere, somehow is wrong when you looked at her.As you look at the person in front of you, she did not say a word but just kept her head down. Suddenly you heard some sniffing sound as you saw her tears start flowing down from her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7588194164163938304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7588194164163938304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7588194164163938304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7588194164163938304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/04/secrets-of-heart-chapter-6-two-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3855006109124539339</id><published>2008-03-30T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:26:33.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 5There are many people walking around in the mist of the crowd as you ponder your steps forward.As you take a step closer into the territory that you once conquered, your emotions slowly and endearingly crept all over your soul.You stopped and looked around.Everything looks quite different from the day you last saw it.It was then you realized how long it had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3855006109124539339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3855006109124539339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3855006109124539339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3855006109124539339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/03/secrets-of-heart-chapter-5-there-are_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2024091601211374526</id><published>2008-01-16T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:07:08.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 4What would you do to gain the attention from people surrounding you?Would you shout for attention or would you do something silly just to let everyone know you need their time and space.There was once a story I’ve read on the net that tells the story of a workaholic father and his young son. The son would ask money from his father everyday and his father would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2024091601211374526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2024091601211374526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2024091601211374526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2024091601211374526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/01/secrets-of-heart-chapter-4-what-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2533398432603444760</id><published>2008-01-13T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T11:34:23.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 3Do you think all of us are judged on the intelligence we have?Our ability to do something may bring extra attention from the ones we loved and the people around us.When you just able to understand the people whom bred and fed you. Your parents tell you that learning the piano is good for your upbringing and a bright future.From that day on, you will be put to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2533398432603444760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2533398432603444760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2533398432603444760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2533398432603444760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2008/01/secrets-of-heart-chapter-3-do-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2384128495111534303</id><published>2007-11-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T10:06:07.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 2  When you were young, someone will always hold your hand when you cross the road. No matter who that person is, you’ll know that he/she is someone you can depend on, someone whom you can trust.As you grow older, you would realize that nobody holds your hand anymore. You are dependant of yourself, to see the world in a different concept altogether. You are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2384128495111534303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2384128495111534303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2384128495111534303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2384128495111534303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/11/secrets-of-heart-chapter-2-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4149938132375870409</id><published>2007-11-05T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:01:46.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Secrets of the Heart - 心の秘密Chapter 1 Everyone in this world has a talent.Some of those can sing pretty well, some of those started drawing or painting at a very young age. There are those who are not talented in skills but have features that will bring them far and in demand. Finally there are groups with very intelligent brains who never seem to do his revision for exams.Everyone is born with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4149938132375870409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4149938132375870409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4149938132375870409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4149938132375870409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/11/secrets-of-heart-chapter-1-everyone-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6227406746356882301</id><published>2007-10-30T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:54:44.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just had a wishful thought that if I would to ever publish a book,  what would it be like.How would it looked like?Well... I like it simple... and so it is..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6227406746356882301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6227406746356882301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6227406746356882301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6227406746356882301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-had-wishful-thought-that-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Slp0Qriqk8/RydEiAM3HlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-uN8LSkZRN8/s72-c/bookcover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-708045447161238650</id><published>2007-10-20T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:17:56.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 33 - Final Chapter 最终回Our journey of seeking love starts the very moment we felt the tingling feeling in our hearts. The happiness and sorrows that we felt across every chapter of love.We fell, we cried and we learned. For love is something that has no beginning and no end. We may start love each day and the love may end by night.We will meet many people throughout our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/708045447161238650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=708045447161238650' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/708045447161238650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/708045447161238650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-of-love-chapter-33-final-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8745074626175572875</id><published>2007-10-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:18:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 32If you can erase one love chapter of your life, which one would it be?Would it be the one that slither across your heart like a razor-sharp knife?Or would it be the one chapter that you saw your beloved fall for your best friend?As much as we want to remember all the memories that we’ve gone through, there will always be a dark hurting secret conceal within our hearts. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8745074626175572875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8745074626175572875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8745074626175572875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8745074626175572875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-of-love-chapter-32-if-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1606054998553344792</id><published>2007-10-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:40:50.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 31Do you still remember your first relationship? It’s a blessing if you tell me that you are still in the first relationship. Guess many of us out there aren’t exactly as fortunate as you might be.I waited 21 years of my life before I had my first relationship. It’s not too long nor short, it just happened to the both of us.I could still remember telling my ex-girlfriend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1606054998553344792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1606054998553344792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1606054998553344792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1606054998553344792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-of-love-chapter-31-do-you-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3596309204110438672</id><published>2007-10-05T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:22:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 30I guess many of us were born into this world due to the love blossom of our parents. They in turn were products of love of their own heritage. All these went back thousands of years since the first of homo-sapiens.As we live and grow older, we sometimes ask ourselves.“When do humans actually start loving one another?”Why do we always feel nervously happy when we see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3596309204110438672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3596309204110438672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3596309204110438672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3596309204110438672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-of-love-chapter-30-i-guess-many-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4646491961646753567</id><published>2007-10-01T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:26:52.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 29What do guys know about love? I find it rather funny when female friends asked me this question. In their mind, they always felt that guys don’t know anything about love.Even if they do know about it but they never seem to be emotional towards anything. I don’t think it’s true. I find guys are as emotional and sentimental as any species of any kind.Maybe the fact of us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4646491961646753567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4646491961646753567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4646491961646753567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4646491961646753567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-of-love-chapter-29-what-do-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2313672146728831638</id><published>2007-09-24T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:42:38.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Love'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 28During a relationship, there will be times when both of you had a really bad argument. It could be that she had done something really bad that hurt you bitterly or it could be something that he had done that brought out all the sorrows in you.Then how far would you go to forgive a person?It’s strange that many people claimed that they would do almost anything for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2313672146728831638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2313672146728831638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2313672146728831638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2313672146728831638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-28-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7184831402932621149</id><published>2007-09-18T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:40:28.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Love'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 27Everyone’s definition of first love is different from another.Some believed that the first person they ever liked is their first love, some believed that the first relationship they’ve ever be in will be their first love. I believed the first.I saw the girl I first liked not long ago.A friend and I were having supper and she was sitting right opposite us. Ironically, if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7184831402932621149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7184831402932621149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7184831402932621149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7184831402932621149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-27-everyones.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4808670515930426646</id><published>2007-09-16T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:20:19.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Love'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 26“What would you do for the person you love?”Ask anyone this question and they would reply you with the most passionate answers from the textbook.Some will declare that they will go through sufferings of any kind just to make the person he loves happy.Some will declare that they will be willing to do anything for her.The extreme ones might even declare that they will die</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4808670515930426646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4808670515930426646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4808670515930426646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4808670515930426646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-26-what-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7750801103531893844</id><published>2007-09-11T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:10:24.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapter 25'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 25If you are given $86,400 hard cash and the condition is to spend it within a day. How would you spend it?Would you squander every single dollar on yourself? Making sure that you pamper yourself with the nicest clothes, bags and to have three wonderful meals for that day?Or would you buy something nice to share it with that someone special? Taking her on a shopping spree</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7750801103531893844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7750801103531893844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7750801103531893844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7750801103531893844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-25-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1549355616430576233</id><published>2007-09-08T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:52:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 24Do you believe in Fate or Chance in love?Are you someone who believes that everyone in life is fated? Who our parents were and how we ended up recording our first love.Fate is said to be beyond our control. In Greek legends, Fate is the name of three goddess who control the ruling of human destiny Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos.Some people use fate to reject another’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1549355616430576233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1549355616430576233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1549355616430576233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1549355616430576233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-24-do-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8485326515990874853</id><published>2007-09-07T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:53:41.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 23Someone once told me that “When you are in a relationship, you will be living two persons’ life from now on. Whatever decision you made, whatever situation you faced, it will the fate of two of you.”When you are in a relationship, you will think about the person more than yourself. You might worry about her health, her studies, her job, her future, her life and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8485326515990874853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8485326515990874853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8485326515990874853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8485326515990874853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-23-someone-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3534367543786261589</id><published>2007-09-02T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:31:04.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 22When the love begins to fade, another feeling begins to take over your mind and heart. This feeling is the opposite of love and is as dark as any feeling that may be.This is the feeling of hatred that comes after loneliness.It develops when the person whom you love cheats you over and over again. All the empty promises that never delivered. All the words and actions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3534367543786261589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3534367543786261589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3534367543786261589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3534367543786261589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-22-when-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4608311738184402059</id><published>2007-09-01T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T02:03:13.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 21Sometimes it is ironic to say that love gives you the most blessed feeling that you’ve ever experience. When most of the times during your life, the thing that hurt you the most is love too.Whether it is the time when you are secretly in love with someone or the time you were rejected, the feeling of hurt left a deep cut in your broken heart. Even when the both of you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4608311738184402059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4608311738184402059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4608311738184402059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4608311738184402059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/09/book-of-love-chapter-21-sometimes-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-9173951252461199784</id><published>2007-08-29T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:10:16.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 20What will be the most difficult thing you will do for the one you now love?For some, it would be to forget about the past relationships that they had gone through.No matter what went wrong, what happened between the two of you earlier, you will still somehow remember the person deep inside your heart?Most of them will admit that we still think of the pervious person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/9173951252461199784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=9173951252461199784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/9173951252461199784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/9173951252461199784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-20-what-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8663445448586499235</id><published>2007-08-27T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:47:58.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 19Everyone would want their relationship to be as romantic as what they see in the movies, as mushy and die-heartedly in the novels they read.However Love is practical, although we wish it isn’t.When two people get together, it’s the celebration of the union of two lost souls that found each other in the mist of hope.As the mist begins to clear, the relationship will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8663445448586499235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8663445448586499235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8663445448586499235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8663445448586499235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-19-everyone-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-5280906258502089710</id><published>2007-08-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:47:14.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 18Some people say that a relationship is a test between two persons of different backgrounds, different personality, different taste, different faith and belief.You may have a few things that you shared the interest with your partner.Both of you may like singing endlessly in the karaoke.Both of you may like spicy food.That’s about all of it. She may like English songs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/5280906258502089710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=5280906258502089710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5280906258502089710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5280906258502089710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-18-some-people-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6785814751679304878</id><published>2007-08-24T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:53:56.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anntonii introducing a new writer for this blog.Her penned name is Shan.Her works revolved a lot in Korean drama series so names of characters and background setting may be in Korea. Guess people who liked Korean drama series will find her stories very much appealing to you. For those who know her, rest assure that I've obtained her permission and help to be in collaboration. I will scout for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6785814751679304878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6785814751679304878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6785814751679304878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6785814751679304878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/anntonii-introducing-new-writer-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4490006515191160538</id><published>2007-08-23T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:16:19.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 17You have known her for a long time. You know all about her, her ex-boyfriends and even the guy she’s currently dating.You are her number one buddy, someone whom she would share everything with you. Her darkest secrets, her first kiss and all the moments that she cried you would be there for her.Was it purely friendship? That made you came out of your house in the middle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4490006515191160538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4490006515191160538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4490006515191160538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4490006515191160538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-17-you-have-known.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-845341778402588988</id><published>2007-08-21T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:31:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 16You’ve known him for a period of time. He’s a cheerful guy who never stops making you happy. You feel he’s going to be the right guy for you. You don’t want to let this chance slip away into the hands of other predators prowling.You find one good day, arrange a good setup for a 4 coursed dinner.Despite the rejection of your female buddies, you still decided to go for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/845341778402588988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=845341778402588988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/845341778402588988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/845341778402588988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-16-youve-known-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6487391210103155542</id><published>2007-08-19T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:32:13.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 15Everyone has a secret deep inside their heart.It may be a one-sided affair you’ve developed you first know that person. That someone whom you liked the very first moment you saw him/her.You began to look forward to see the one you secretly admire.Is he happy today? Is she prettier than yesterday?Then you asked yourself,“When are you going to let the person know your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6487391210103155542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6487391210103155542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6487391210103155542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6487391210103155542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-15-everyone-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6893644989061036526</id><published>2007-08-17T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T13:17:01.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 14From the first crush you’ve developed, the feeling of liking someone becomes very intense. You grew up knowing that it’s always sweet to know there’s someone whom you look forward to everyday.During secondary school was the age of love discovery as relationships might blossom for the very first time. That’s for those who are fortunate; the rest of us whom are less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6893644989061036526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6893644989061036526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6893644989061036526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6893644989061036526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-14-from-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4691722572831441910</id><published>2007-08-14T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:00:30.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书 Chapter 13Do you still remember the first crush you ever had in your life?The first time of experiencing mixed emotions, the anxiety and excitement when you saw that person. When that person is happy, you would smile along. When that person is sad, you would not know what to do to cheer up.Who was he/she?Your neighbor? Your childhood playmate? Your classmate? I believe most of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4691722572831441910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4691722572831441910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4691722572831441910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4691722572831441910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-13-do-you-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-5938987599767547917</id><published>2007-08-13T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:52:02.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书 Chapter 12“I love you dear”Your lover brushes your hair as he/she tried to kiss you.You asked out of curiosity because it’s the 19,784th times he/she had told you since the relationship starts. “What do you love me for?” Most people I know are physically attracted to the female species that they ‘hunt’ It could be their eyes, their smiles and naturally their bodies. When a man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/5938987599767547917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=5938987599767547917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5938987599767547917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5938987599767547917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-12-i-love-you-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-311588767375500754</id><published>2007-08-09T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T14:50:49.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 11The two of you were walking back as he pestered to send you home after the movie date. The night was silent and clear.As he clears his throat, he asked,“Can you be my girl? ”“Can I hold your hand every time we go out?”Do you still remember how you were asked to be someone’s girlfriend/boyfriend?Whatever how the question was pop out.Wherever the location it was.It could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/311588767375500754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=311588767375500754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/311588767375500754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/311588767375500754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1932549180820004087</id><published>2007-08-08T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:21:25.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 10If there is machine which could tell you how much you are in love for this person whom you claim you could die for.Would you dare to take the test?Would you want to know how much you really love the person?What if the results aren’t as good as you hope?Does it mean you do not love the person anymore?I believe the power of love fluctuates very frequently.The start of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1932549180820004087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1932549180820004087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1932549180820004087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1932549180820004087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-10-if-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-126129034829966132</id><published>2007-08-08T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T06:43:50.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书 Chapter 9.5 If I speak in the different languages of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.If I have the gift to see the future and comprehend mysteries and have the knowledge of the world and move the mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.If I give all my possession to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/126129034829966132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=126129034829966132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/126129034829966132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/126129034829966132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-love-chapter-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-895586211614187387</id><published>2007-08-05T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:58:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 9How long did you take to forget the last person you loved?That person, who knew everything about you.That person, who you gave your first kiss to.The person who knows,What you like most.What you hate most.What makes you cry.What makes you laugh.What songs you keep inside your mp3 player.Which date is your birthday?When was the last time you cried?That person who was your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/895586211614187387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=895586211614187387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/895586211614187387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/895586211614187387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-9198889011595710291</id><published>2007-08-04T06:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:45:21.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 8“If you have one chance to go back to the past and correct one thing.Which date will you go to?Right…Before your final exams?Before both of you went separate ways?Before you made the decision to take on certain things, certain responsibility and certain commitments?Before the girl of your dream knows her current boyfriend?To go back in time?Though we’ve seen it on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/9198889011595710291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=9198889011595710291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/9198889011595710291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/9198889011595710291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8185770851504651606</id><published>2007-08-01T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T06:14:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 7Someone ever tell me that love is like a maze.Once you are in it, it’s very hard to come out.When the two of you are in love, you walk through the maze together.You will encounter difficulties that block your advancement.You count on each other’s support.All will be well because loving her means much more to you than anything else.Then one day, one of you decided that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8185770851504651606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8185770851504651606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8185770851504651606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8185770851504651606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3470068656918897686</id><published>2007-07-31T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:23:22.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 6Sometimes you wonder, if life has an expiry date?Does love has as well?Will you wake up one day and realized that you no longer loved the one who is sleeping beside you?Or you suddenly realized that the person who’s currently holding your hand is not the one whom you loved most? It really depends on you.Every organs in our body will spoil one day if we do not maintain it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3470068656918897686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3470068656918897686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3470068656918897686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3470068656918897686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-8900695120662837320</id><published>2007-07-28T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:32:58.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 5There was once a man who had a nightingale that could draw envy of everyone that heard it’s singing.The man was very proud of his asset and vow to treat the bird with the finest food and best of living.The one day, one of his sons asked.“Father, do you think the bird love you?”“Why not? I give it the best of the available there is. Its food and its living in the finest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/8900695120662837320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=8900695120662837320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8900695120662837320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/8900695120662837320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/book-of-love-chapter-5-there-was-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3230369941672692263</id><published>2007-07-25T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:43:27.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 4If you weren’t existed in this world, how would the lives of the people around you be?Will they be happier?Will they be sadder?Will this world still be the same?All of us asked ourselves this question at least once in our lifetime. Some were asked upon by others.What is the meaning of existence?Why were you created to suffer at the point of birth?Some people are born </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3230369941672692263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3230369941672692263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3230369941672692263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3230369941672692263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6116456839107115755</id><published>2007-07-20T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:49:22.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 3You flip open your wallet, a picture of the two of taken together stands out.The both of two were smiling and hugging like the end of the world in front of the camera.To him, you had the most beautiful pairs of eyes.To her, you had the sweetest of smiles.Then you look at the mobile phone, the wallpaper being decorated with the unity of bonding picture of the two of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6116456839107115755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6116456839107115755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6116456839107115755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6116456839107115755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1560035534060252093</id><published>2007-07-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:20:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Lowest Point of LifeDo you have friends or colleagues who always tell you?“Oh shit… I'm very broke this month” then you realized they've got a new bag or they start showing you their latest watch.It just rubs into my wound as they kept whining about their poverty which actually means that they do not have money to spend, not because they do not have money.When was the last time you were down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1560035534060252093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1560035534060252093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1560035534060252093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1560035534060252093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/lowest-point-of-life-do-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4226156041114494182</id><published>2007-07-16T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:35:39.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love 爱神の书Chapter 2 As you flip opened a book today, have you ever wonder.How many books do you think existed in this world?Millions? Billions? Millions of Billons?I don’t know about the true figure.Maybe nobody bothers to count it anyway.Book existed a long time and would exist until maybe all the trees in the world are chopped, shredded into pieces.It has come a long time when we began </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4226156041114494182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4226156041114494182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4226156041114494182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4226156041114494182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2677704721143298298</id><published>2007-07-14T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T13:28:52.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Book of Love  爱神の书[ Preface ]Every beginning of a book will usually have a foreword or a preface before the introduction of the real story. A preface is a piece of short writing usually written by the author for saying thanks to all those who’ve helped and supported him throughout the good and bad times of writing.I had thought about it.If I would to thank anyone, it would be most probably be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2677704721143298298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2677704721143298298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2677704721143298298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2677704721143298298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/book-of-love-preface-every-beginning-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4167779840555854827</id><published>2007-07-09T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:43:07.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 } Rain AngelChapter 21 - Finale[ You are the reason why I loved the rain ]Have you ever notice that time passed very quickly when you are happy? Time seems to drag when you are sad and down.But in fact, time passes by quickly… when we fail to notice.. ----------------------Four years had past since the biggest rain hit Singapore.Many rainfall has since descended but never was one as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4167779840555854827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4167779840555854827' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4167779840555854827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4167779840555854827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-angel-chapter-21-finale-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6246543721753210692</id><published>2007-07-09T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T08:06:20.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My next Story... { 爱神の书 } Book of Love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6246543721753210692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6246543721753210692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6246543721753210692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6246543721753210692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-next-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4859921480932205579</id><published>2007-07-08T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:59:04.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 } Rain AngelChapter 20[ It was raining when you left me ]We all live in an unpredicted life, sometimes we can’t even know when things will come, when they will go. The most beautiful things in life are the ones that are always around which u fail to notice, only to regret when they disappear…. Like love….As for me, the story continues as I struggle in life, searching for things that had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4859921480932205579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4859921480932205579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4859921480932205579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4859921480932205579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-angel-chapter-20-it-was-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1728111010815259066</id><published>2007-07-06T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:58:34.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 19[ It just rain and rain and rain…. ]As we walk our paths in the hands of our own, little do we always knows what lies ahead of us.We are born with the feeling of senses, emotions and unexplainable thoughts. We cried at times, when we felt useless and down, when the whole world seems moving away from us.We felt happy when the things we do right, angry when all turns out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1728111010815259066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1728111010815259066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1728111010815259066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1728111010815259066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-5457201491565518870</id><published>2007-07-04T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:46:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 18[ The rain that falls will go back to the heavens?]“Jane, look what I’ve gotten for you”A couple was at the park when the male took out something from his bag.“I don’t want your things”“Why? Didn’t you say it was very beautiful the other time?”“Yeah, the other time. Were you listening then?”The female fold her arms.“I know, I know. I promise to buy but I didn’t”“You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/5457201491565518870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=5457201491565518870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5457201491565518870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/5457201491565518870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-1030901462708755155</id><published>2007-07-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:25:28.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 17[The Rain of Love]Do you know what is Love?Everyone knows the meaning of the word love, ask them and they will tell you it’s a kind of feeling which you won’t get much in your life, a kind of feeling which you never expect it to arrive.Stories of love pass us each day without realizing its existence in the first place. Sometimes we think we are in love, but the feeling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/1030901462708755155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=1030901462708755155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1030901462708755155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/1030901462708755155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-4747430817056487167</id><published>2007-07-01T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:44:44.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain Angel Chapter 16  [Will it Rain Today?]Girl “I like the rain”Boy “I don’t like the rain”Girl “Then I don’t like you”Boy “I never ask you to like me”Girl “I never ask you to like me too!”Girl “I only ask you whether you like the rain”Boy “If I like the rain then will you like me?”Girl “I will only like you when the rain likes you”Boy “How to make the rain likes me?”Girl “By liking the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/4747430817056487167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=4747430817056487167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4747430817056487167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/4747430817056487167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/07/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-6254353983004187840</id><published>2007-06-30T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:44:02.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 15[ It was raining when we last met.. ]  I find it pitiful that I have struggled to live after all these years.Maybe my life was too pile up with problems that eat away my time.I have to work three jobs to keep myself busy.And to materially satisfied her.Now I don’t need to, I just want to.I want to work from day to night, right up to the wee hours in the morning.I want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/6254353983004187840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=6254353983004187840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6254353983004187840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/6254353983004187840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-559040348132329609</id><published>2007-06-29T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T13:32:46.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain Angel Chapter 14 [ It used to rain a lot when we were young ]“Neh Neh Neh You cannot catch me!”I jeered at both of them as I ran around the playground.Ah Wei and KaiLoke had been trying to catch me in our game of ‘catching’.Been smaller build, it was obviously harder for them to catch.The market was crowded in the mornings and our parents didn’t have the time to bother with us. All </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/559040348132329609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=559040348132329609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/559040348132329609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/559040348132329609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-7065035466876020023</id><published>2007-06-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:01:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 13[ Life is suppose to be happy when it rains ]“Why are you not happy, Ah hui?”Loke came to me one day as I was packing my carrots one day.“My O levels examinations are coming, I don’t know whether I can do well or not”I stopped and stared in the blanks again.Loke show me his hand.“You know why we have 5 fingers on each hand?”“I don’t know…How would I know?”“Because we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/7065035466876020023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=7065035466876020023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7065035466876020023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/7065035466876020023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-angel-chapter-13-life-is-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3027602022052084493</id><published>2007-06-27T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:31:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 12[ The Angel of Rain ] “Ah hui… how are you?”“Loke? KaiLoke? Where are you? How come I cannot see you?”I don’t know where I am, everywhere was pure white and cloudy.“Kai Loke where are you?”“Ah Hui… you won’t be able to see me..”The voice was really KaiLoke’s.“KaiLoke, what happened?”I began to knee down and cry again.I didn’t know I’m so emotionally drained.“Don’t cry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3027602022052084493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3027602022052084493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3027602022052084493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3027602022052084493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-angel-chapter-12-angel-of-rain-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-2278066814202907121</id><published>2007-06-26T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:15:53.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 11[ I hate the rain... ]    It rained that night, the next night and the next.It rained on the day that you were cremated.It then rained subsequently for 7 days straight.KaiLoke is gone. The rain had taken his life.My eyes are swollen, my smile is gone. My tears have dried up, my mouth stop to talk.I sat back and think back what that guy said to me.“What’s so great about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/2278066814202907121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=2278066814202907121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2278066814202907121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/2278066814202907121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-13742740940590487</id><published>2007-06-25T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:14:47.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 10[ The Rain that I’ll never forget… ]Have you ever hate someone or something so much that it hurts your heart the moment you began to think about it?The hurt is so much that you don’t even know how to react?That someone whom you always trusted did the unimaginable.I always thought life should be full of love and happiness.No one or no things are to be disliked by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/13742740940590487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=13742740940590487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/13742740940590487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/13742740940590487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-angel-chapter-10-rain-that-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-3446935003023313627</id><published>2007-06-25T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:44:58.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is it that you like to do?Do you know what is the thing that you really like to do?Some people might call it a hobby.But a hobby is only done through your free time right?So think again, what is it that you like to do?Something that will put a smile on your face despite the hectic lifestyle that you are going through each day.I like to watch the rain drops falling down from the sky from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/3446935003023313627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=3446935003023313627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3446935003023313627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/3446935003023313627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-it-that-you-like-to-do-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-153271457380400396</id><published>2007-06-24T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:18:51.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 9[ The Rain between me, him and.... ]It's 5am in the wet market.Many hawkers have started opening their stall after they got the goods from their distributors.Many people don't go to wet market as much as they used to be.The convenience of knowing that the supermarket will always have fresh stock of vegetables and meat never helped.I used to remember that the wet market </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/153271457380400396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5289100&amp;postID=153271457380400396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/153271457380400396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5289100/posts/default/153271457380400396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-angel-chapter-9-rain-between-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Anntonii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159761015053080484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x164/Keekx/rainangel6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289100.post-5197420106778331914</id><published>2007-06-23T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:13:44.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>{ 雨の天使 }Rain AngelChapter 8[ The Rain that drenched her friend ]Have you ever heard of a Rain Angel?She is the guardian angel that pours down the rain down when the sky is dark.No one ever see her at work and no one understand why she had to pour rain downSome people believe that she pours rain for those who've cried.The rain covered their tears as they flowed togetherI don't know whether it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anntonii.blogspot.com/feeds/5197420106778331914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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