<?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-8009402652902910421</id><updated>2012-01-29T06:34:23.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5039070912574248184</id><published>2012-01-27T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:38:04.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Browsing through the facebook pages saw many people with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with friends slacking after school. I always wanted that but..&lt;br /&gt;Not everything is easy to find. Other people seems to think that i have lots of friends and was only feeling bored each and every time. But seeing those pictures of people even just playing at the playground and chatting , it felt better than going staying back doing homework or going home using computer. People always jealous or was envious that i knew lots of people older than me. But isn't having and knowing the same aged people better? Although the older friends may "be" your friend , but you are never truly close to them. Even if the outer appearance seems so...&lt;br /&gt;Having someone of the same age, imagine how much craps we could talk about and fun to have.Being close and feeling close. &lt;br /&gt;Recently someone gave me that feeling of the friendship that was truly true. Like it could and will be there but as soon as i received it, its gone. One seconds of confirmation, thousands of nothing. My appearance was happy and had lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;But which one of them did i truly befriend with? Opening up with them . The older friends i had . It was said that although i had nothing to talk about , But i was comfortable with them. They enjoy mocking and teasing me.. But it doesn't feel real. &lt;br /&gt;All s just temporally .Forget it. It just sucks to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5039070912574248184?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5039070912574248184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2012/01/envy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5039070912574248184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5039070912574248184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2012/01/envy.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4626791499003681423</id><published>2011-12-19T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:41:52.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just because I'm young</title><content type='html'>You guys changed. In the past did you guys just say me whenever I don't know anything?  Why?  Now you ask just keep saying Wa you really don't know alot.  DON'T YOU KNOW IT MAKES ME FEEL STUPID? Is it fun to make people feel intimated? Yes. It us true that you all are older and I respect you all. I always let you all walk in front. And whatever you all said I didn't talk back. But it just got worst. I really like having out with you all but I just sometimes can't take it.  And sometime you all treat me like that without realizing.  But hanging out with you all makes me feel like small sister but not only you guys didn't feel that and just think I'm a kid. I wan to call you all friend , chingu . But you say it Greek weird. And calling other people bigger than me maknae and saying ,oh.my group used to calling her that le.  And what I thought?  Yeah. It sucks to be me. Can't say you guys are my friends or sister . So now what. I'm really touched when you spoke up for me but you unknowingly did same too . I myself don't know why I still wan to hang out with you guys.  Maybe someday I will get tired and rather stay home and rot. Or once school opens I won't want to hang out with you all le. I both want and don't want to hang poor with you guys... what's so good about being with you guys when I just feel nothing to you guys. Everytime I talked about big fam is to show that you guys are not important to me but I myself knew clearly that I just want you to hear.  But... geez.. just forget it. I just wan to be closer with you guys but its just hard and sometimes you guys just say things that hurts.  Only to me... not to Elene... and no one realized. Haha. Nice. .. once again. It just freaking sucks to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4626791499003681423?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4626791499003681423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-because-im-young.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4626791499003681423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4626791499003681423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-because-im-young.html' title='just because I&apos;m young'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5520562903360177675</id><published>2011-11-17T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:42:50.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks.</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i had cried this much...&lt;br /&gt;But hours of crying didnt make me feel better. &lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep. The next morning.. Felt nothing from nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing all those twits again. And still nothing. &lt;br /&gt;What am i feeling now? Sad? Miserable? Dont care? Tired? &lt;br /&gt;The only words i can say is. Dont know. &lt;br /&gt;All those people backing that person make me think. &lt;br /&gt;Am i wrong saying her? Is that called hard work?&lt;br /&gt;With that person just put down the instrument when that person feel like it when that person have no mood?&lt;br /&gt;And slack around everytime? With us helping that person's parts for tens of times and still gets it wrong in the end? &lt;br /&gt;Did that person really put in any effort? Or is the person backing that person up is just fucking stupid or are they just like that person?&lt;br /&gt;Oh i see that person's effort is only a few days before the competition la.&lt;br /&gt;I see SO THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE CALLED HARD WORK! &lt;br /&gt;SO THE FREAKING HARDWORK IS NOT THE DAY U GOT THE SCORE AND START WORKING ON IT BUT WORKING ON IT JUST A FEW DAYS BEFORE THE FUCKING COMPETITION.&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT IT!?? ALL THE FUCKING HUMANS THINK LIKE THAT RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;AND FUCKINGLY HEAR ONLY ONE SIDE OF THE STORY? &lt;br /&gt;So what's a person calling a person bitch? &lt;br /&gt;A bitcher? Hmmm... from what i see the person saying that is worst than a bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Let's see even if that person is angry with that person but what authority to say that of another person?&lt;br /&gt;If thaat person did well , why would that so called 'bitch' scold or start "bitching' about her? &lt;br /&gt;Angry? what's angry? Posting online and everywhere letting everyone know that you are scolding someone bitch? Ha. just get over it. Continue scolding. I wont let it affect me. Just take it as one  of the training im having for the future. &lt;br /&gt;Letting people like or hate. Im just wondering. Is there a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Only friends u can crap all you wan and waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;And without friends u have all the time in the world to think and do what u wan and what u need to do right? &lt;br /&gt;All right. Continue calling me bitch. But i hope. One day when no one backs you up. &lt;br /&gt;How ugly or how disgustingly would u fall. I wont bless you now. But May god curse you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5520562903360177675?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5520562903360177675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/11/sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5520562903360177675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5520562903360177675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/11/sucks.html' title='Sucks.'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-525061349084077306</id><published>2011-10-03T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:19:14.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship..</title><content type='html'>I dont quite understand why i am upset. &lt;br /&gt;I felt like im losing the importance of having that friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself to dont lose that feeling but its really hard to not lose it.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them clsoe with other people. &lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong wiht me seriously! People got ther own friends right and such difference in age they only thought me as her little sis! Why cant i find someone who is close with me and is my age!!! &lt;br /&gt;All that i have gotten close with are all older than me and wont understand me!&lt;br /&gt;Wae!!! I really hope someone.. Just anyone would see this and just know my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Last time i was really upset. They tired to cheer me up but it made me feel like a person like me couldnt be sad. Everyone seems to think that Anne have no problems. Always happy.. Why? Cant i have a sad period as well?? &lt;br /&gt;I wan and dont wan to see you guys... &lt;br /&gt;I dont know if i am missing you all..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what and how i would feel when i see you all..&lt;br /&gt;Happy or just no feeling? Just in the recent day i really wanted to see you all but now.&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY DONT KNOW WHAT IM CONFUSED WITH?!&lt;br /&gt;With them hanging out with their own friends? Am i crazy!?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me!!! OK we are leading our own life but we still know each other.&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact that we are once a friend and we will always be friends. &lt;br /&gt;Even thought u all have other friends too. &lt;br /&gt;Anne wake. Like you are tolded even if u felt beign loved now, U will soon be alone again. &lt;br /&gt;I will get ready for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-525061349084077306?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/525061349084077306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/10/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/525061349084077306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/525061349084077306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/10/friendship.html' title='Friendship..'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3011477104208638707</id><published>2011-09-19T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T03:17:48.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled.</title><content type='html'>Im still thinking about the badminton thing... Haix felt really bad towards them..&lt;br /&gt;Althought they didnt tell me but i could have just forced myself to go. Rther than making it all even more awkward... Haix and it seems that we are becoming more further apart? Last time every sat we used to have so much fun but because of my stupid mood they keep trying to find topics with me. Stupid me im good at crapping what. Just put my stupid mood aside la! But it seems that they didnt have any feelings about it.. Well i guess its only me? Haix... Althought we are talking like normal, everything doesnt feels right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3011477104208638707?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3011477104208638707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/troubled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3011477104208638707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3011477104208638707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/troubled.html' title='Troubled.'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-7356375022073050653</id><published>2011-09-13T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T04:06:33.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confused.</title><content type='html'>Haix tiredness came over me.. Today met chemistry teacher really couldnt concentrate.. Tomorrow meeting Social studies teacher.. Thursday band-.- why havent band end? Its taking up my studies time-.- And friday i have to meet 2 or 3 teachers like history phyics and maybe chemistry again... Really cant take it le... but how? this is only the SA2. What if Nlevel time reach? Wouldnt I be much stresser than now? Tired.... go bathe then study again. night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-7356375022073050653?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/7356375022073050653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7356375022073050653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7356375022073050653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/confused.html' title='confused.'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-863661246562850111</id><published>2011-09-05T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T04:48:00.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed.</title><content type='html'>Band is falling. People quiting because of people dont appreciate them. What are this days the kids thinking? Why cant they endure hardhships? No idea... Quiting is the easiest way of eascaping right? Seriously no brains. So the rest of the secondary school life , when seeing band members how? Try to not let themselves be seen? Like the stupipd guy? FUcking no brains children . grow up will they? If slapping them would wake them up should i? Ha. no use to those freaking brainless people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-863661246562850111?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/863661246562850111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/863661246562850111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/863661246562850111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed.'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-6055844061263537073</id><published>2011-09-03T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:17:24.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy day?</title><content type='html'>Today after band went to eat with faith and yunhan hmm somehow i feel heavy and bored? When i see faith's face she seems to like know something? Hmmm not sure what. But she quite understand my mood . When im not really in a good mood . I thought about telling them about this blog . But never mind bah , lets just let this blog be my only secret hehes . &lt;br /&gt;The ensemble practice today as tiring . I wonder why today my so called chalk? which is embroucre was so weak today . Just practicing awhile , my upper lips were swollen. hmmm didnt practice lo haix. Must practice more le . Thursday got exchange... Jiayou~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to lan then went to watch cinema. Smurfs haha damn cute and nice . Oh my smurf . HAHAHHA ok la nothing much to say . tired but have to study i just did and hour studying just now. Finish typing this must continue studying again. Hmm finished physics. But how to start with chemistry? haix... Hard to study that But if i study history now wah... seriously will fall asleep sia... haix. still must decide. Nvm shall not waste my time typing le ok! nights myself and study had for the SA1 or SA2 in one months time. 3oct!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-6055844061263537073?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/6055844061263537073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/heavy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6055844061263537073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6055844061263537073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/heavy-day.html' title='Heavy day?'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4976499275580099699</id><published>2011-09-02T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:28:47.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Pumping</title><content type='html'>Just said that to her. Actually got a lot to say but only said a few. Very nervous. When i type the first sentence , She offline but suddenly she on back. She saw what i wrote so she on back right. She accepted it but there is still and awkwardness . Haix . As long as it ends well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4976499275580099699?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4976499275580099699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/heart-pumping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4976499275580099699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4976499275580099699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/heart-pumping.html' title='Heart Pumping'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5052331689576499190</id><published>2011-09-02T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T06:53:33.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time pass.</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh!! why arent that person onlining??!!? the longer I wait ,I have lesser courage to say what i wanted to say! Ahhhhh!!! Feeling confused. Ahhhhh courage!!! Come to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5052331689576499190?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5052331689576499190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/time-pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5052331689576499190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5052331689576499190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/time-pass.html' title='Time pass.'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-289393871094769831</id><published>2011-09-02T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T04:35:22.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solution</title><content type='html'>Why did i talk to her yesterday. I wanted to find people to say that I'm right. And to continue with the wrongdoings . Thinking that she would be on my side but she not only pointed out my mistakes. She scolded me. When the chat ended , my heart was full of confusion and blames . I'm trying to find people to blame on and proving that I'm right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a verse saying we humans are always trying to find an easy way out. Just now i thought to myself why am i keep thinking , how can i face them ever and I didn't want to go to the place which they are at. Easy way out . What if I when the hard way? Would it be better? What was the hard way? Apologising . I thought. Now thinking isnt doing the hard way , the best way to solve? If not do i want to hide away from them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all im waiting for is for her to online and do what i need to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-289393871094769831?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/289393871094769831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/solution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/289393871094769831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/289393871094769831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/solution.html' title='Solution'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8551643524995395477</id><published>2011-09-01T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:10:37.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy heart.</title><content type='html'>I didn't want to post it on face book. It feels like everybody will know. Now that hardly anyone is using this is the best to be a dairy right. I feel really heavy now. Tons and tons of different emotions running through my body.. Talking just now. that person seems to keep pointing out my faults. Why wont that person understand? I know I'm wrong but I'm a person i also have feelings. Keep saying I'm wrong aren't she wrong in anyway? That person keep saying like that person didn't have any faults. I have to right to say I'm pissed in my place but Cant she just understand me??? I have pride not asking is my fault but cant she just give me a better to get off? By saying that sentence , I tolded that person i didn't know how to react in that position and my heart freaked out.. And i felt that my blood gust up to my head and anger gets over me. Not respecting? I explained it right. Just a simple thing of changing something need to be asked. And even asked what was the answer? U decide yourself. Isn't that always what that person says? Since they are the same kind they would sure help each other one right? I said not to let that person see but how could she say all that if that person wast beside? I really dread seeing the faces of them. Makes me feel so Arch. I don't know any words that could describe this. I talked to that person so to wanting to end this freaking thing but what happen? I was being shot in the face. I REALLY REGRETTED IT. REGRET KNOWING THEM. REGRET LIKING THEM. REGRET WANTED TO BE FRIENDS WITH THEM. If i left them alone and not bothering them. All would be nothing. Bringing hideous moments. I don't want to go that place ever. But Saturday is what I always been looking forward to without that , what can i look forward to? Don't know.. Ever once in awhile God always makes me think. What am I looking forward to in life and what are the lessons learnt. To God: Are you helping me to get mature faster? Or are you just bringing horror? I don't get it! Why do i like a friend but in the end it always be hatred???! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said to me : Anne you don't have friends in your class? Why are you always alone? Hearing this i felt. Why am i alone? And WHY DO ALL MY FRIENDS LEFT ME!?!? I DO NT GET IT! I WANT A FRIEND TO STAY BY ME! BUT EITHER THEY ARE LEAVING SCHOOL OR just not with me. People said that they envy me. For being a freedom with no worries of friendship breaking and stuff.. I once had that but why not now. 3years ago. primary six quarrelled didn't talk ever since. Felt regret but what can I do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now thinking should i post this or not. What if someone sees this? Is being alone good? Is having tons of friends good? What is the purpose in life? All i can say is a good start a bad ending. a bad start a bad ending. And life? What you work hard for in the end? Grow old and die. What can you do with money? bring it into your coffin? A high position what about it? 60 to 70 years old all gone. The so called retire all gone. So now its the fact right. So lesson what is it for? Growing mature what is it for? Do anything gets what it strives for??? Nothing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8551643524995395477?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8551643524995395477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/heavy-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8551643524995395477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8551643524995395477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2011/09/heavy-heart.html' title='Heavy heart.'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1431368375215296668</id><published>2010-09-19T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:48:04.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it..</title><content type='html'>LOL long time never posted..&lt;br /&gt;Argh recently totally unlucky got into lots of troubles and stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;stupid question being ask too, whats the use u know the answers youtself right?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you raelly wan me to say it out? And the things i said yesterday you just forgotten it. Every words being said are said to be known and remember .&lt;br /&gt;Saying the wrong things doesnt mean a word of sorry cures all.&lt;br /&gt;If u said something unbearable how can a person forgets? Dont you een know what u did and said? Everything you do reflects on your actions ad attitude...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1431368375215296668?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1431368375215296668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/09/stop-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1431368375215296668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1431368375215296668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/09/stop-it.html' title='Stop it..'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1435951358594106105</id><published>2010-08-01T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:56:27.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>Now even at jian cheng's house.&lt;br /&gt;with shizhe there with his every move make me feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow listening to the piano kiss the rain .i felt the sensation and feeling he's got.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just like pouring out in my mind .and hearing all their laughter was like this is the last moment.&lt;br /&gt;until Oct .soon all will be over... without him in out life. And one least laughter being filled in our life...&lt;br /&gt;I know that he's sad but he didnt show it out infront of us... i can feel it but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to be the spoiler of this outing... Loving people was the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Just like Chs leaving i kept all my feeling within not letting them know. But jut a little prick.&lt;br /&gt;My heart broke now im trying to mend it but its really hard... my friends said i changed .&lt;br /&gt;Im now trying to change back but i cant find the feeling that i had with them .&lt;br /&gt;Ever since they came all the things had been different.Just thinking of them leaving me and shi zhe.&lt;br /&gt;Recently im trying to escape from everything . All the feelings just bottled inside me.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop thinking about the times we had in sch and just by walking around i see all their faces.&lt;br /&gt;One by one appearing and flashing in my mind like i missed lots of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;If only i had cherished he times with them... i wouldnt be feeling like this now why didnt i cherish?&lt;br /&gt;Am i so stupid? i know that they are going but... i DIDNT cherish! Stupid! serioudly what do ppl like about me?&lt;br /&gt;I just so sucky and why do i diserve so many ppl's likes and loves? i dont know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1435951358594106105?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1435951358594106105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/08/how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1435951358594106105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1435951358594106105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/08/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4402210018609519636</id><published>2010-07-31T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T07:31:24.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo...</title><content type='html'>Haix... sometimes u dont even know why you are sad...&lt;br /&gt;Recently become quite emo. Dont feel like talking to friends .&lt;br /&gt;Everyday came home early for nothing .Could actually stay at sch with friends..&lt;br /&gt;But everyday needed a period of slience and cooling not sure cooling what.&lt;br /&gt;Suck sia. dont even know what im sad about... but really hope that when shizhe leaves chs can be there.But cant.. they got their exams... &lt;br /&gt;Somehow i feel heavy...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we can actually feel our heart sinking.&lt;br /&gt;Its like your heart is getting heavier and heavier till your stomach feel hurts and your tears are falling. Is that the pain that i always felt? &lt;br /&gt;Now of days everyday just feel like crying out. But crying out is the worst thing.&lt;br /&gt;People wont know it and their mood would be ruined too. &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that they wont read this so i can type out.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired. missing so many people and not wanting something to happen .&lt;br /&gt;What does god mean its time for my heals to wound i cant! &lt;br /&gt;Each and everyday my wound is being torn. Bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;Soon there will be no way for it to heal .And everything is going as plan?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU MEAN! wanting him to leave? NO! &lt;br /&gt;Argh~~~. i cant take it!! i cant say it out infront of anybody!&lt;br /&gt;felt like using the method i always used... a pen knife.Lots of ppl said that's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes when your heart hurts more than the pain. it will feel good.&lt;br /&gt;It will make you feel much better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4402210018609519636?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4402210018609519636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4402210018609519636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4402210018609519636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/emo.html' title='Emo...'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-273960202297838541</id><published>2010-07-29T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:02:24.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss u guys...</title><content type='html'>what happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i came back right after sch .last time if not 6 i wouldnt go home....&lt;br /&gt;And everytime the phone ring i would imagine it was a call from u guys but i know it cant be larh calling from there to here would be really expensive... But i still feel really sad.&lt;br /&gt;Why do i miss u guys so much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-273960202297838541?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/273960202297838541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-u-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/273960202297838541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/273960202297838541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-u-guys.html' title='i miss u guys...'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3597362644060038288</id><published>2010-07-14T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:46:07.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!</title><content type='html'>Woohooo today my tone improved but my ryhdum deprove le... &lt;br /&gt;Walau its like i practice i deprove i never practice i improve so is should i practice or not?.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i practiced my ryhdun and all sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And when i never practice ,my rydhum and all improve&lt;br /&gt;wth... nice logic eh...&lt;br /&gt;Bored sia so many homework...&lt;br /&gt;We sch time sure got alots of homework one.&lt;br /&gt;Shit my maths gonna start on a new topic le... &lt;br /&gt;If i cant catch up all my studies hardwork would be ruined!!!&lt;br /&gt;NO!! but my teacher dun wan chiong for me lehs... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Die le lor... haix.... no hope le... Still got test during the camp sia...&lt;br /&gt;still thinking how to self study -.- must bring all my books to school and put at band room.&lt;br /&gt;If never bring one all die le. &lt;br /&gt;no more overall percentage.&lt;br /&gt;No hope in express... haix...&lt;br /&gt;sian sia...but not sure going anot lehs...&lt;br /&gt;If can larh...Now all is about studies and band ...&lt;br /&gt;Feel like quiting my job sia.. but... dont dare...&lt;br /&gt;Now im working only saturday. sunday cant must study...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3597362644060038288?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3597362644060038288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3597362644060038288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3597362644060038288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/yay.html' title='Yay!!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8357636070942749568</id><published>2010-07-13T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T04:57:37.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!</title><content type='html'>ahh!!! today my tone sucks like hell!&lt;br /&gt;How? my horn now still heaven season argh. &lt;br /&gt;just now playing echo then mr lim hear my tone he give a face.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! NOO!!! my tone!!! faster season!!! i cant forsake my tone .&lt;br /&gt;Come back!!! everyday must chiong horn lerh argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Irritating sia... haix&lt;br /&gt;Walau today a bitchy guy come zzz.-.-&lt;br /&gt;always abusing his authority .&lt;br /&gt;zzz... its better if he dont come and he doesnt know that almost all the sec2s dont like him ha!.&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking he is so big.&lt;br /&gt;Even our playing he also wan bother.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8357636070942749568?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8357636070942749568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8357636070942749568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8357636070942749568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg.html' title='OMG!!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2015509723333240388</id><published>2010-07-12T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T02:54:16.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh since sibf is coming lets plan for my next schedule&lt;br /&gt;1) Get all my study right &lt;br /&gt;2) Get all the scores ryhdum right&lt;br /&gt;3) Season my horn &lt;br /&gt;4) Practice long notes &lt;br /&gt;5) Get the right tone &lt;br /&gt;6) Improve my embroucer&lt;br /&gt;7) Practice with the recording&lt;br /&gt;8) plan for the sectional schedule&lt;br /&gt;schedule will post neext time&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hope all this works well bah...haix&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2015509723333240388?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2015509723333240388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-since-sibf-is-coming-lets-plan-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2015509723333240388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2015509723333240388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-since-sibf-is-coming-lets-plan-for.html' title=''/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8257991613389779842</id><published>2010-07-10T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:27:53.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im changing am i? I cant control myself .&lt;br /&gt;Just when people knows me too well i can take it or go any further with them.&lt;br /&gt;And now preventing all that im staying away from people asking them not to know me too much. Why do people like me? When people tells me they like me i cant do anything but to avoid and escape... I wanted to face it but what should it do ? I cant say it to them. I really hope no one will know me too well .&lt;br /&gt;I cant remaine then same . When u understand me i will somehow suddenly just let you know that im walking away . I dont wish to ------. I just suddenly turned cold like i did to one of you... Im sorry i cant control myself . Everytime seeing you look at me makes me think that i should look back. I hate it . I know u felt sad but i didnt care! I dont know just suddenly i have no feelings!? What the heck am i thinking?! I really hope we could stay as it is now and not go closer by day...&lt;br /&gt;I cant change i know if i change it would be worst... I cant imagine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8257991613389779842?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8257991613389779842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-changing-am-i-i-cant-control-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8257991613389779842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8257991613389779842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-changing-am-i-i-cant-control-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2259941455534281115</id><published>2010-07-07T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T05:03:31.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way of life</title><content type='html'>Suddenly feel that my life is only filled with result and repaying.&lt;br /&gt;Having good result and good work is a repaying to what i owe my parents .&lt;br /&gt;Not having a good result will have the rebution of living a lowly life .&lt;br /&gt;Even so may cause u to be looked down and even despised .&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a good life is having a prefect life with no losing sign and always having a good post.Not bothering what people say u can make the right choices.&lt;br /&gt;Even then u can achieve more than people and get a better goal.&lt;br /&gt;Just like u aimed for a tree u would fall on the ground .If you aimed for the sky u would have fall to the trees for even dash up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Theres what the goal is for.&lt;br /&gt;Having a family is like a loanshark.&lt;br /&gt;Signing a contract of taking and giving.&lt;br /&gt;When you are young they take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you are old enough ,everything they did you must pay back.&lt;br /&gt;Just like owe money pay money.But int his case its different sometimes people take it for granted nothing in this world is free. Taking anything for granted is absolutely wrong .&lt;br /&gt;Face the reality everything you do you skipped will have some price to pay and something to gain. Being something saves something ruining something you would lose something.&lt;br /&gt;Dont you guys understand no matter what we do we must complete it fully and make everything you did being filled with achievements and gratitude .Helping people means a bouns point .&lt;br /&gt;If you count the life you have lived to what great achievemetn you have done .&lt;br /&gt;What score did you get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2259941455534281115?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2259941455534281115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/suddenly-feel-that-my-life-is-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2259941455534281115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2259941455534281115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/suddenly-feel-that-my-life-is-only.html' title='Way of life'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4428211660672960257</id><published>2010-07-07T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T01:26:16.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>history</title><content type='html'>Hey people please la.&lt;br /&gt;I know that raffles is the person whom signed the treaty but if only farquhar came alone he would be the founder father of Singapore. why does this goverment acknowledge his as our founder?when he signed the treaty british did not gain control of our country yet and he just left singapore and when to bencoolen what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;And just leaving farquhar alone to solve all the things like fighting,murder adn robbery . Why cant raffle himself stayed at singapore and not leave ?even without raffles theres john crawfurd . He signed the treaty which made singapore a british possession. So without raffles there is still farquhar and crawfurd .&lt;br /&gt;Just tagg on my tagg box of your own ideas thanks:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4428211660672960257?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4428211660672960257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4428211660672960257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4428211660672960257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/history.html' title='history'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-793697818699223292</id><published>2010-07-02T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T02:31:00.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop it!I cant take it!All this shit things !&lt;br /&gt;Stop it i cant concentrate . Dont look at me i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;I cant become like last time cant! im trying cant you see i cant i cant!&lt;br /&gt;fuck being normal is easy but getting back to last time is impossible&lt;br /&gt;what is done is done! theres no way to undo it.&lt;br /&gt;Stop wasting time and just get on ! What the hell are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-793697818699223292?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/793697818699223292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/stop-iti-cant-take-itall-this-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/793697818699223292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/793697818699223292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/stop-iti-cant-take-itall-this-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-79891480004962371</id><published>2010-07-01T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T05:55:41.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Its really hard to like someone and not like someone.&lt;br /&gt;Admiring people is one thing liking people is another.&lt;br /&gt;Admiring people is like liking them for their talents and characters.&lt;br /&gt;But like is different .It so special that even if you like someone you dont even notice.&lt;br /&gt;Its like sometimes he didnt come to a place then unknoingly you will feel sad and when he did you come to that place you would just so happy.&lt;br /&gt;But in such a young age its better to study hard than going into relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It may affect your studies if you like fall out of love or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Even friendship. It better not to get too close to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Not for you guys bah but thats my thing hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Its good to have true friend .You can share you sorrows with them.&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad they can comfort you .Being alone is just sitting in a corner crying.&lt;br /&gt;Without people noticing .Sometimes you just think making people happy or making yourself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Making other people happy is like being and acting happy do that they can feel your happiness thus that can even cover your sadness not letting people know or care.&lt;br /&gt;Do peope know how i feel deep within me?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly any to count in one hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-79891480004962371?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/79891480004962371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/79891480004962371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/79891480004962371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/07/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-6857952178616372567</id><published>2010-06-29T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T07:51:29.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 questions about me!!!!</title><content type='html'>WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: Meiling&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message to: Meiling&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: Can you hear me by Taeyeon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried : when i was leaving CHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: No&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: No&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp; regretted it: No&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed:Everyday&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: No, never got drunk before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. White&lt;br /&gt;13. Black&lt;br /&gt;14. Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: Yes, many.&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: Er.. dont think so . im not that emotional&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: Yes&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were: Yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: (; yeah. and she's a girl-.-&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: All bah&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have: 0 .err... giving birth makes you fat-.-&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets: once had hamster .Damn troublesome&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: No. I sounded cute with Anne:D&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: Remembered being face smashed by cake hahas&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: 7.10 tired&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: My dream to be granted&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: Now derh...&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: To not cut my hair?&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: Taeyeon - Can You Hear Me (love it&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom : Yeah. Not only tom and also dick harry!hahas&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now: No band practice tmr&lt;br /&gt;35.Most visited webpage: Facebook ,Blogger ,Msn&lt;br /&gt;36.Whats your real name:-.-I said i sound cute with that name&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: An ne? An nai? lol and porn star-.-&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: I had a wife.&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Mouse hahas so cute.&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female?: Not female homo&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary?: Hougang primary&lt;br /&gt;42. High School?: Hougang sec&lt;br /&gt;43. College?: Eh... im not that old&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short: Short... wish to say long&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: 158cm bah&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone? Yeah and hate it&lt;br /&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? Everthing :D.&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: A pair lah&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: Wish to have .But scared pain&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: Never had one done.&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: baby?&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: In secondary is Meiling and yanshan&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: Eh... chinese dance-.-&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers: Eh... baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating: Egg:D&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking: Water&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to: Go exercise&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: My mother nagging.&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting for: 20/7/10 my section to come!!!miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids?: No. fat...&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married?: See first lo&lt;br /&gt;66. Career?: Singer, Musician, Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes: Eh... none&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: Hugs&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: A little taller bah&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: Older more mature&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Body can le:D&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: Loud&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship? Relationship la hook-up go geylang more fun hahas&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant? Hesitant bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger? Er... half?&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor? Maybe? Didnt know its liquor..&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts? Nope&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date? Ew... that digusting.&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someone's heart? No. but broked mine&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested? No&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down? Yeah and being turned down too..&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died? No &lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend? Everyone's relationship starts off as friends right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself: Yes&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles: No. Everything lies in you.&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight: No.&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: No.&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus: No.&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: No.&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: I never had a boyfriend-.-&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody? Please im still a virgin&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go? Back to then deiceding wether to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be? Can it be this year. I wished i neer confessed. &lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: No. hahas just kidding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-6857952178616372567?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/6857952178616372567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/100-questions-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6857952178616372567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6857952178616372567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/100-questions-about-me.html' title='100 questions about me!!!!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8559887805596753520</id><published>2010-06-29T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T06:13:34.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred</title><content type='html'>Did i change?&lt;br /&gt;Did i make her change?&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault that she became like this?&lt;br /&gt;she was once a really pure girl...&lt;br /&gt;She thought nothing but _____&lt;br /&gt;And why does everybody around me changed?&lt;br /&gt;It seems like i cant do anything right...&lt;br /&gt;Just worsting things right?&lt;br /&gt;hahas thats me&lt;br /&gt;she just changed so rapidly like she is always like that...&lt;br /&gt;what in the hell did i do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8559887805596753520?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8559887805596753520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/hatred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8559887805596753520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8559887805596753520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/hatred.html' title='Hatred'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-9221293640962153451</id><published>2010-06-28T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T04:27:14.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>convenient ,conviction ,commitment</title><content type='html'>If this three things were in our band &lt;br /&gt;-convenient&lt;br /&gt;although some instruments are big why cant u just think of ways to complete it?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when u completed some thing important u can feel that u had achieved something.&lt;br /&gt;-conviction&lt;br /&gt;its about the feeling or appearance of believing about something strongly and of being sure about it. Sometimes doing things deciding things , conviction is need .Doing what you think is right is not always right but by believing in your thought and listening to others can help to change everything. Many people including the band people said that our band is falling .But did you guys every think that we could change all this? How can we make us a better band? Theres many way did anyone of you tried to do anything? The answer is no. Being with the Catholik high , our discipline improved but did we do our best? Yeah they are marching band but whats the different? They say we are pro but do you think we are?&lt;br /&gt;I can say no. we suck . See what did we do to our juniors? Because of our stupid behavior they became like this a lousy junior . A junior that cant even play a song right. So as seniors what should we do and what should you do? &lt;br /&gt;-commitment&lt;br /&gt;A promise to do something , to behave in a way&lt;br /&gt;A promise to support something&lt;br /&gt;this is the fact of committing yourself &lt;br /&gt;A thing that you have promised or agreed to do ,or what you have to do by just to use or spend time in order to achive something and even complete something.&lt;br /&gt;Achiving something requires time and energy but if you did something in giving you will get something in return . God is fair if you are ugly they will give you talent if you are pretty you wouldnt be smart but there always something needed to be achive for what you have choosen and not giving it up even the chance didnt or heavent come.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and preparing make and lets u take a bigger step to your achivements .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-9221293640962153451?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/9221293640962153451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/convenient-conviction-commitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/9221293640962153451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/9221293640962153451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/convenient-conviction-commitment.html' title='convenient ,conviction ,commitment'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3464345119921085641</id><published>2010-06-11T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T04:51:27.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>band sucks</title><content type='html'>now i know why people wans to wuit band .&lt;br /&gt;Its because of all those stupid people whim keep saying we must help the band and in the end all of our reasons to quit os because of them .they just keep thinking we wont know that that were saying crap and things about us. Espescially the stupid guy acting so innocent ha! if i could just quit now wah that was just heaven if i quit at sec one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3464345119921085641?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3464345119921085641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/band-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3464345119921085641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3464345119921085641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/06/band-sucks.html' title='band sucks'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8169560800783678920</id><published>2010-05-16T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:13:52.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>supper!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just now eating 3fried chicken and fish and chip woohooo wahhh... Now going in the toilet for the second time... the day before today i ate super spicy maggi for supper and the day before before i ate also the super spicy maggi for supper now,having diarria wahaha going continue eat after toilet wahaha nites&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8169560800783678920?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8169560800783678920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/supper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8169560800783678920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8169560800783678920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/supper.html' title='supper!!!!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1592830791550980716</id><published>2010-05-14T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:36:09.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're so dead</title><content type='html'>ha... You know what seen my last post saying if anyone I SAY ANYONE who bully my friend will get IT. But today someone bullied my sister ha! I'm telling you .YOU&amp;RE SO DEAD AND DONT EVEN THINK TO HAVE A GOOD dAy TMR.&lt;br /&gt;Today he totally ruined my mood actually i was quite looking forward but seeing zzz... my mood was totally -----. Sucks right next all outing wont be asking him. He keep cutting into my sis converstion like whenever she talked to someone he would cut in sucks him la IDOIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1592830791550980716?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1592830791550980716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-so-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1592830791550980716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1592830791550980716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-so-death.html' title='you&apos;re so dead'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2893988703308886058</id><published>2010-05-11T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:36:11.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships</title><content type='html'>somehow things didnt ended the way i expected... Well theres nothing left to say is that im really sad. If felt like a heavy stone is thrown on me..now everything including my heart felt so heavy. but maybe tmr i will be like last time be happy yeah.. Maybe... Of course .will one :) bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2893988703308886058?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2893988703308886058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/relationships_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2893988703308886058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2893988703308886058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/relationships_11.html' title='relationships'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1480308640295277942</id><published>2010-05-10T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:46:14.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be sure on that</title><content type='html'>if anyone of u bully friends or even scold them , i swear i will kill u.&lt;br /&gt;And friends if any of u need help me sure to call me no matter what i will settle for u:)&lt;br /&gt;Thats what friends for. And not fend for yourself when things happen.&lt;br /&gt;Like the msg says if u feel like crying call me or if u feel like running away i will run with u.&lt;br /&gt;And thats true no matter what happens u can count on me.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1480308640295277942?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1480308640295277942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-sure-on-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1480308640295277942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1480308640295277942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-sure-on-that.html' title='be sure on that'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-6147648960967599298</id><published>2010-05-07T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:06:41.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im just cunning...</title><content type='html'>i suddenly felt that im just using people for me own benifit it was when i need someone i ask then and when i dont need i just kick them away do you guys think of me that way? Cause i think that im being quite a bitch lately .&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it my character or stress? Dont know but im sure that im treating some of you like that yeah...sometimes i dont even care about other people's feelings and i just say what i wan to say and what the hack am i ha. Seriously i suck right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-6147648960967599298?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/6147648960967599298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-just-cunning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6147648960967599298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6147648960967599298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-just-cunning.html' title='im just cunning...'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8763075712864602183</id><published>2010-05-07T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:07:04.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>Tired . Stressed out by all this shit .damn it Everyday was like exam and right after it i can feel that all my energy was being used up and my result sure sucks... Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8763075712864602183?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8763075712864602183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/tired_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8763075712864602183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8763075712864602183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/tired_07.html' title='tired'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3914635927801078521</id><published>2010-05-06T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T03:21:06.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>dont you feel that we are getting more and more further? It is true that you had changed but you never notices and you never care .where i your true self dont you ever get what we are hinting? Yeah its you if you feel it ,its you. Everyday seeing you made me feel that we are getting further . create a wall? I dont know self defences? All this suck cant we be like last time... Argh this change that change zzz... So troublesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3914635927801078521?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3914635927801078521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3914635927801078521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3914635927801078521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-243476454466901091</id><published>2010-05-03T02:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T03:01:00.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>exams is coming!stressed. Now must sleep early then prepare yourself dun slack hor:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-243476454466901091?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/243476454466901091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/stressed_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/243476454466901091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/243476454466901091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/05/stressed_03.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5685942756146079046</id><published>2010-04-29T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T05:14:40.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt...</title><content type='html'>you had changed . Changed just right infront of me .just unknowingly u have hurt lots of people fuck ! Cant you all express yourself!!! I cant tell you !! Chi bye you suck sia! Change is all u can! I wan you be yourself like the first year!!!NOT NOW!!!I HATE U NOW CANT U REALISE IT YOURSELF!!???! IDOIT!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5685942756146079046?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5685942756146079046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5685942756146079046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5685942756146079046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurt.html' title='hurt...'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1918916942703275567</id><published>2010-04-25T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:05:07.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out..</title><content type='html'>why does the things we dont wan to face come so fast....&lt;br /&gt;I hate school it suck nothing in my life would help it i dont wish to face them im scared that they would say things in front of my face i cant take it &lt;br /&gt;Even at home i just feel so out.. &lt;br /&gt;They always have things to talk to And when they laugh i was just in my room listening my life sucks...&lt;br /&gt;Not of it was good my family my friends all ruin...&lt;br /&gt;Was it because me? I suck right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1918916942703275567?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1918916942703275567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1918916942703275567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1918916942703275567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/out.html' title='out..'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-898769195589254186</id><published>2010-04-24T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:09:38.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desire</title><content type='html'>Being with them just felt so happy but...&lt;br /&gt;Once at home all this just flashed back into my memorises...&lt;br /&gt;I really loved them like they were my real family they brighten up my life and when im really down they were there...&lt;br /&gt;Right beside me to hear my craps...&lt;br /&gt;They seems to know how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really hope that people would just msg me and ask if i was fine but no one asked....&lt;br /&gt;But soon... They are leaving...&lt;br /&gt;Leaving this school...&lt;br /&gt;Just suddenly feeling so ------&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so fake now...&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what will happen ...&lt;br /&gt;Just hate the feeling of being alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-898769195589254186?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/898769195589254186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/desire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/898769195589254186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/898769195589254186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/desire.html' title='desire'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8096592130014848777</id><published>2010-04-23T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:25:16.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no use..</title><content type='html'>whats the use of living in life ?&lt;br /&gt;First obtain eduaction&lt;br /&gt;Second set up a career &lt;br /&gt;Third grow old&lt;br /&gt;fourth die&lt;br /&gt;Whats the use&lt;br /&gt;I really hate going to school seeing all the things i dnot wish to face felt really worst...&lt;br /&gt;Very time this i would all emotional and ---&lt;br /&gt;Today no one know that i --- i went into a room and locked myself inside so that no one could see me but in the end when i wan was talking to annabella i just couldnt help it and --- what the use? Bothering over it just hack care im always alone and who cares? nobody! Life sucks whats the use of having friends and living only for future and not for now... And theres no moment for me to cherish anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8096592130014848777?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8096592130014848777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-use.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8096592130014848777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8096592130014848777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-use.html' title='no use..'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3944224604370327159</id><published>2010-04-13T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:49:14.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decided</title><content type='html'>maybe i should just do all this myelf.&lt;br /&gt;if anything starts like -------- or whatever they wont need to be troubled right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah may this is the best bah:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3944224604370327159?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3944224604370327159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/decided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3944224604370327159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3944224604370327159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/decided.html' title='decided'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1479110210011595584</id><published>2010-04-13T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:42:31.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listen</title><content type='html'>say i say rumor about dominic rumor ha.&lt;br /&gt;no lo u doesnt even know why i said that&lt;br /&gt;Even if i really started it should he be responsible and start to do something that we accept . this monday he was late and he alpologised to us and thats responsible ok but why cant he plan the timing more right before that he ruin the plan on sat then last he made it more worst i know its hard to plan all this but cant he try to make i all better?&lt;br /&gt;Felt a change in him recently and i tried to change my views of him but saying all this no use since all this is i started&lt;br /&gt;Shouldnt they chose someone we all agree and is responsible i know i cant do anything but cant all of us vote? With all of us that makes up a band right cant we help to carry the bundle and if the vote is still him we will accept it since this is the answer&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like joining this band is like just playing instrument before i felt that this band is my family no matter what we can handle it together but now all because of this changed all the people's view  &lt;br /&gt;I really hoped that we could give him a chance and i could give just hoping that he would be like us just be on time , plan things better than before not perfect but can improve&lt;br /&gt;if he can do this i will be at his side supporting him.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that this family wouldnt break down just like this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1479110210011595584?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1479110210011595584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/listen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1479110210011595584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1479110210011595584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/listen.html' title='listen'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2322742621913601986</id><published>2010-04-12T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:54:43.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i yean for..</title><content type='html'>i've been waiting for you to ask me what i think but in the end u didnt &lt;br /&gt;I really hope u would know what i think before u say anything &lt;br /&gt;Many thingd people dont understand sometimes not even i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2322742621913601986?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2322742621913601986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-yean-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2322742621913601986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2322742621913601986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-yean-for.html' title='what i yean for..'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-315128734275577135</id><published>2010-04-11T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:17:31.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>helpless</title><content type='html'>God damn it sia Dbsk sure gonna disband le lo&lt;br /&gt;stupid sm walau you know hor they sell 50,000-100,000 albums hor they only get 2% of the earnings what the sm sucks sia &lt;br /&gt;Now jaejoong jun su and micky gonna be actor walau then they not gonna sing again le&lt;br /&gt;Sucks sia!!! haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-315128734275577135?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/315128734275577135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/helpless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/315128734275577135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/315128734275577135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/helpless.html' title='helpless'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-361035245842437648</id><published>2010-04-11T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:02:50.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GQLCU2UyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sUiksgO-qho/s1600/DSC02858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GQLCU2UyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sUiksgO-qho/s320/DSC02858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458802742627029794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mad women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GP1xAwXEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qnXichuiaNc/s1600/DSC02941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GP1xAwXEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qnXichuiaNc/s320/DSC02941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458802377202097218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL disfigured anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GPpxPbXnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4XYHwdyTObA/s1600/DSC02934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GPpxPbXnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4XYHwdyTObA/s320/DSC02934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458802171105205874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg her nostrils!!!hahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GO_UcnBxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eYJ6qwyQ_5w/s1600/Yanshan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GO_UcnBxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eYJ6qwyQ_5w/s320/Yanshan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458801441821361938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa... old women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GOIfi53KI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FOEUYec_lTQ/s1600/heehee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GOIfi53KI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FOEUYec_lTQ/s320/heehee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458800499907746978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; omg wilnel!!! you look so thin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GOZbreR_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/edtM2YC7yE4/s1600/anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GOZbreR_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/edtM2YC7yE4/s320/anna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458800790927722482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa... like old maid0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GOwPW0rWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/O9oKEWxi9Ek/s1600/Mee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GOwPW0rWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/O9oKEWxi9Ek/s320/Mee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458801182756875618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei mei!!!!!lol so sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GO_UcnBxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eYJ6qwyQ_5w/s1600/Yanshan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GO_UcnBxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eYJ6qwyQ_5w/s320/Yanshan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458801441821361938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol you look like jockey in L4D hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-361035245842437648?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/361035245842437648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/361035245842437648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/361035245842437648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/picture.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9IiuPG_U7No/S8GQLCU2UyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sUiksgO-qho/s72-c/DSC02858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-9215866186569069775</id><published>2010-04-10T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:32:06.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not</title><content type='html'>i dont know if i can anot but i will try &lt;br /&gt;I will try to make better no matter what or who i aM&lt;br /&gt;wrong one nvm wrong twice whatever wrong thrice what the hack? are u fit to be?&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to plan and why doesnt we get to vote its our band right&lt;br /&gt;Alumni so? does that make any different why do they get to and we dont?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-9215866186569069775?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/9215866186569069775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/9215866186569069775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/9215866186569069775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/not.html' title='not'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-6696554028715375384</id><published>2010-04-07T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:32:45.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>just thought that why is he giving us this attitude ?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because he knows that we dont like him and he's just giving to us what we gave to him?&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly think that we dont really want and even thought of wanting to understand him&lt;br /&gt;Should we try even if we cant we shouldnt do anything until everything was seen and heard and until they understand&lt;br /&gt;i cant say it not our choice but we cant decide do you think u can do a great job yeah you think you can everybody think that they can&lt;br /&gt;But did they think about our people? Do they think that you can? If yes ok. If no hope you would think about others more than thinking yourself being the head of any shit things&lt;br /&gt;Some things couldnt be controlled...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-6696554028715375384?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/6696554028715375384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6696554028715375384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6696554028715375384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1460504523256132889</id><published>2010-04-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:34:07.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>thinking back it felt that many things helped me surface more in my life i know more and felt more now im a totally different person  &lt;br /&gt;Last time i was a totally navie hahas more fun than now maybe i have matured hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1460504523256132889?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1460504523256132889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/zzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1460504523256132889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1460504523256132889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-7467456485051085511</id><published>2010-04-02T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:41:34.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>,,,</title><content type='html'>i really hope that someone anyone &lt;br /&gt;Who is willing to listen To all my crap things&lt;br /&gt;I dont really know who to say right now &lt;br /&gt;Last time i have really good friends to say&lt;br /&gt;But now... If only you guys but i dont know&lt;br /&gt;How to start....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-7467456485051085511?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/7467456485051085511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7467456485051085511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7467456485051085511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_02.html' title=',,,'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5398839860990392694</id><published>2010-04-02T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:26:05.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hurts</title><content type='html'>i dont know what you did but it really hurts...&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do anything but you are like taking and invisible knife stabbing me i cant see the blood but i can feel the pain ...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you guys thinks im like so called happy go lucky but i dont know maybe im just wearing a stupid mask covering all the stupid things maybe you guys think that im always not bothering about things cause you guys cant see the inside me !! you just makes me feel like you.. Nvm... I dont know i felt really...&lt;br /&gt;You guys always thinks that i dont have trouble yeah... Right. I just somehow created for myself which i didnt know it was with me for so many years and until now i then know nobody knows me.. and its my problem you guys thinks im so happy but yeah maybe i should just take it off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5398839860990392694?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5398839860990392694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5398839860990392694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5398839860990392694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurts.html' title='hurts'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5780529245230496002</id><published>2010-04-01T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T08:20:54.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>hey guys i dont know what you mean by cant walk into my heart and what can you guys do seriously i dont realy know but i really missed those times at sec one... We were so close but the first month and first day of sch when i talked to you guys i feel like a total starnger to me.. Maybe it how u became close the band than you guys... Now all i know is band is my family my friends i cant think of if that happens again i really cant take it but i have a feeling that some of them are rejecting me maybe theres al limit to them or maybe i should build a gate there to prevent the thinking and memories to effect me i just felt that if i move in an further they would really reject me and push me away maybe building a gate is the only way...if you guys are willing to open the gates but i just feel so yeah... Maybe hanging out with family is the only way to stop thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5780529245230496002?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5780529245230496002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5780529245230496002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5780529245230496002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1566185180489818304</id><published>2010-04-01T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:51:00.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>lol tmr gonna have big fam outing kinda excited but wilnel never come sian...&lt;br /&gt;tmr go jian cheng house play maybe watch ghost story and oh yeah jun yan say he wan say very scarey ghost story hoho really ma &lt;br /&gt;Yeah tmr play mahjong then go his room ghost movie ahhh!! So exicted wilnel!!! Why never come sure damn fun hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1566185180489818304?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1566185180489818304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1566185180489818304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1566185180489818304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5255568196054952526</id><published>2010-03-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T04:34:35.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard</title><content type='html'>i thought i have aready gather all my courage but when i saw them all of that is gone &lt;br /&gt;Now i know how hard it is to push people away sad being hurt or ? I dont know i was just wanting to do this but just one thing from them i cant all this is no use for me maybe i should just remain like how i was in pri sch... Just let it be and then all of that is ruin... Please dont try to ask anymore about this... someday you will understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5255568196054952526?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5255568196054952526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5255568196054952526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5255568196054952526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/hard.html' title='hard'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4291580557321373165</id><published>2010-03-29T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:35:40.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheated</title><content type='html'>finally got myself into think that na and express could be like so call friends but haha... They proved me wrong wow! Haha... And yeah now i know it le and i know what to do yeah stop bothering you yeah. Just recently finally accecpted the express but yeah now maybe this is so called got rejected? Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Hey you guys know this felt like when i was in primary school ha.. For no reason me and my bestfriend whom i knew for 6 years just changed totally...in the end yeah until now we dont know why just hated each other...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is gonna happen to me in this school too hahas&lt;br /&gt;Should never start this so maybe i should end it just here&lt;br /&gt;Now got a feeling of cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;After this i wonder who can i still call out to...&lt;br /&gt;Hoping just to have have another friend ok just for 6 years &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really hope i have a group of friends i could relay on but im not close with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;If choice is given to me to chose band and class friends i would chose band...&lt;br /&gt;Cause all my family and friends were in there &lt;br /&gt;All...band is my family ...&lt;br /&gt;Not easy to forget....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4291580557321373165?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4291580557321373165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/cheated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4291580557321373165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4291580557321373165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/cheated.html' title='cheated'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2546331892678509891</id><published>2010-03-29T04:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:01:08.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quit</title><content type='html'>dont you all have any issue of whats going on?&lt;br /&gt;Quit is all you could think why wouldn't say there is a problem so let face it together&lt;br /&gt;i know you're stressed but why cant to guys think shouldnt i be stressed too? But why wouldnt you guys just let it pass let it go and forget it theres no use putting your feelings in it and if you really think i dont know you fine i really dont know you are thinking and you dont know me too whats the use anyway&lt;br /&gt;That's how you treat your friends maybe we shouldnt change even ok never mind there's no use saying all this.. Crap&lt;br /&gt;All you guy do is to when problems arise you all just walk away leaving me there yeah...somtimes i really hope you guys would stand together...&lt;br /&gt;Now all i could say is not possible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2546331892678509891?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2546331892678509891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/quit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2546331892678509891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2546331892678509891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/quit.html' title='quit'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4766746479147484669</id><published>2010-03-28T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T06:31:50.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what this</title><content type='html'>Yanshan.i know what your saying but...&lt;br /&gt;You dont know until you really felt it&lt;br /&gt;Until you really lost hope in it&lt;br /&gt;And you know that there's no use...&lt;br /&gt;No use in believing&lt;br /&gt;i've been wondering...&lt;br /&gt;What's is trust?&lt;br /&gt;Whats's is friend?&lt;br /&gt;What's makes you believe?&lt;br /&gt;What is it for you to believe!&lt;br /&gt;Why do you give chances?&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of giving chances?&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of escaping the truth?&lt;br /&gt;Firstly first,&lt;br /&gt;Who can you trust the person you trust hurts you the most.&lt;br /&gt;Friend.what can friend do say those things that will made you worst and even made you ---.&lt;br /&gt;Believe. What's there to believe its all gone&lt;br /&gt;And to me no nothing to believe...&lt;br /&gt;Chances.if the person is escaping even you gave them hundreds all this will still be same.&lt;br /&gt;Escaping the truth.only to cheat us into thinking that its not your fault yeah your hurt that we said that ha! Stop faking !no one wants to be quit because of you? NO ALL OF US WANTS !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4766746479147484669?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4766746479147484669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-this_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4766746479147484669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4766746479147484669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-this_28.html' title='what this'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2693013322660203114</id><published>2010-03-28T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T06:19:19.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what this</title><content type='html'>i've been wondering...&lt;br /&gt;What's trust?&lt;br /&gt;Whats's friend?&lt;br /&gt;What's real?&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of escaping to cheat us into thinking that oh... That's not your fault yeah right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2693013322660203114?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2693013322660203114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2693013322660203114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2693013322660203114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-this.html' title='what this'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3830615170810379942</id><published>2010-03-27T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T03:16:00.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last</title><content type='html'>and one thing you can be happy and laugh with them but never give them your trust theres no one in the world could earn that not even myself...&lt;br /&gt;I finally know that theres no one in the can be trusted not even myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3830615170810379942?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3830615170810379942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3830615170810379942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3830615170810379942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/last.html' title='last'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3682296497643362339</id><published>2010-03-27T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T03:01:32.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hated</title><content type='html'>knowing that people hate you why wont you try to just change YOURSELF AND NOT JUST BY SAyING WHATeVER SHIT DONT YOU GUYS GET IT?! You all just wan to get yourself out of this stupid thing you just say craps like i never say i never say ! But in the end you did say!! You are just try to escape from it !YOU ARE A COWARD!!! A STUPiD IDOITIC COwARD you are not fit to do anything! You dont even try!! You just feel its not my why i do yeah i reminded you more than three times and in the end you did nothing yeah right im so damn pissed off by this stupid girl yeah me right idoitic dont you get it you suck so damn SUCK!! I dont care what you do but you never TRY!!!you say you are hurt we wan to quit because of you cause you dont even wan to know why and we did this because you are not FIT and why the sec 4 chose YOU in which way are you fit to be!!NOTHING!! NOT EVEN ONE!! One of those days if all sec4s are i here i would surely talk to them BM doesn't talk bad things at people back but to ASK them! Whats wrong and cHANGE!! I was just about to accecpt this and this idoit guy just brusted out for more stupid things! Seriously i hate all this and i hate this band whats wrong with you guys!! Cant you all chose people correctly you do things like oh.. This person is more closer to me yeah so i chose to me ha! what's this! &lt;br /&gt;I dont even you guys are fit being called ------&lt;br /&gt;You all just come here play ball slack and then scold us for not doing doing right things and become more lousy then cant you guys just help help us its not justby showing its by doing! Peopreally hope all of you wont come back to this school and dont ever need to see you guys. &lt;br /&gt;Totally lost of hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3682296497643362339?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3682296497643362339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/hated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3682296497643362339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3682296497643362339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/hated.html' title='hated'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-6410358502428207629</id><published>2010-03-26T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:00:55.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>i felt like im really stupid she didnt do anything wrong to me right why am i treating her like that and why do i dislike her ! Thinking of it i dont even have a stupid reason to say that i hate her or dislike her i ask them about that but why didnt i ask myself all this stupid is my idea my thinking i lead them to thinking into this and maybe even caused them to dislike her its all my fault i sincerely apologise and i would try to accept it since last time you scolded me i then realise what the hack am i doing i ruining this band and im ruining myself!! Maybe i should just yeah... Let it be im not any better than her maybe she has the potential and just because of my stupidity causing all this to happen yeah sorry &lt;br /&gt;and hey you guys are good friend from the start and what causes you guys to break maybe if we talk to her about her bad points and give her the chance to change maybe we all can bond much better yeah than now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-6410358502428207629?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/6410358502428207629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6410358502428207629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6410358502428207629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2244939458038874729</id><published>2010-03-25T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T05:07:27.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>I'm totally lost now with lost of confidence not sure able to complete his tasks but i will try hm... Whatever wan bathe le bye-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2244939458038874729?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2244939458038874729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2244939458038874729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2244939458038874729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-6146413222428570230</id><published>2010-03-22T03:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T04:03:13.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>band..</title><content type='html'>its just the first day so many thongs and problems for me to face urgh...&lt;br /&gt;Well as i have decided we went throught so many problems but now we are still in band and have u ever think if u quited what would u do i wont say i dont know. Now that i know all i could say is no matter what happens i wouldn't quit band i will help to solve any problem come i dont care who and im or what i do i would just do anything for the band even if i cause me to back sacked.. I dont care its just that band had given me so many friend and in my sec one memory all i could remember is band theres only band in my mind so what i can i do and if you ask me if i hate u i would say i hate u i dont care if you like me or not i dont care as long as you are loyal to the band and not like me quit as you like band is not the place you wan join you can join and you wan go you can go who do you think you are ! You think u quited you will feel happy to me no! Most of the people in band are from different grade so that means if you guys quit we wont meet le and that's the end for us yeah so... I really hope we can solve this together and remain in band till we graduate yeah.. That would be the best hope after one month all this would turn up perfect..&lt;br /&gt;Just one month all will be uncovered...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-6146413222428570230?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/6146413222428570230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/bandt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6146413222428570230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/6146413222428570230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/bandt.html' title='band..'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2159812049477184432</id><published>2010-03-21T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T01:48:33.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>times</title><content type='html'>hahas... tmr is monday.... Dont know if i should be happy or .... Yeah... Well i guess you guys are really for tmr but im not sure haha....&lt;br /&gt;And to that person i didnt say those words only to you but for the band im telling u that hope u could change people for the better and for the band... I know you're upset but what is done is done so yeah hope u will come band more often to see haha just seen meiling's blog well yeah to another person dont think that what you do is really and waste other's people hardwork if you think you can give other people more chance haha you suck totally dont even think you are older or whatever do you know that some of us even cried just for u? Dont you even thought about other people's feeling before you do anything!? You just say what you think and just crap it out  ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2159812049477184432?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2159812049477184432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2159812049477184432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2159812049477184432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/times.html' title='times'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-4048629150680602182</id><published>2010-03-20T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:06:00.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>.I really dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I had climbed so high for that person but just in a few days he just pushed me to the ground like its easy to stand up again&lt;br /&gt;Its really stupid for all of u to be so idoit&lt;br /&gt;Some of u even think this person is ok to be theres not only one since they say give one month starting from monday we will see what and how they can do to change the band and even make it beter or even worster&lt;br /&gt;ok since we said it we will not say anything about it until One month is up&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Most of us are REALLY looking forward to monday&lt;br /&gt;Just one month...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-4048629150680602182?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/4048629150680602182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4048629150680602182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/4048629150680602182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/03/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-1526039108001936179</id><published>2010-02-12T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:58:58.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>why must i know more than anybody theres no need for me to know and im not anything so why must i know so much?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-1526039108001936179?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/1526039108001936179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/02/stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1526039108001936179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/1526039108001936179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/02/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5494303755531504571</id><published>2010-02-11T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:06:10.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of score</title><content type='html'>waahh... Today got alot of score and just join woodwind quartet lol damn hard sia still got scales need learn and kropprasch need learn lol alot la need chiong hoho maybe can be better bah jia yous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5494303755531504571?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5494303755531504571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/02/lots-of-score.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5494303755531504571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5494303755531504571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/02/lots-of-score.html' title='Lots of score'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-2463566569896158014</id><published>2010-01-27T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:53:54.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study!!</title><content type='html'>they say that im not studying hard now im chionging all my subjects then get good results see what they say anyhow happy treat you good not happy slap you cb cant they be more mature and settlethings not with just by the l0ooksbut with the knowledge even thought they dont understand but they dont even try so whats the usewe heaven talkfor about 1week?maybe i dont care you didnt wan talk? so be it theres not useif youdont wan to understand us so what the use even if didnt happen anything theres still no changes... now in school later studyingokla teacher coming le bye:D oh shit..tio catch hahas bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-2463566569896158014?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/2463566569896158014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2463566569896158014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/2463566569896158014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/study.html' title='Study!!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-3776956026113246641</id><published>2010-01-26T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T06:22:57.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate</title><content type='html'>zzz.. Hate lots of things recently hate going home see some stupid people zzz.... are all parents like that bother this bother that not happy slap you zzz... Only take care what they old we also take care them so kao bei say what we grow you up zzz.. Then we also grow you old leh zzz.. Aiya no mood le la bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-3776956026113246641?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/3776956026113246641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3776956026113246641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/3776956026113246641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/hate.html' title='hate'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-7712734796975782256</id><published>2010-01-20T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T06:17:10.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poison</title><content type='html'>wah... My whole body is being poisoned by hui yu's hand wah... Now my whole body aches like hell ah... dunno why so damn tired haiz i go wtach tv le bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-7712734796975782256?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/7712734796975782256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/poison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7712734796975782256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7712734796975782256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/poison.html' title='poison'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8882832613151153012</id><published>2010-01-14T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T05:33:04.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>wah... Tmr going to watch cinema then sat also going lol just changed hp can go online hoho haiz just heard that hui yu has been grounded haiz very sad sia. . Ok la i go check other bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8882832613151153012?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8882832613151153012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8882832613151153012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8882832613151153012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5053203025223582247</id><published>2010-01-05T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:43:12.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band crisis</title><content type='html'>Recently lots of problems was coming out&lt;br /&gt;Hope that we can go throught that bah...&lt;br /&gt;well i can say today was the worst band day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe most of us were to heat up to know what we are doing so yeah &lt;br /&gt;Lets solve the problems by ourself and work hard bah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5053203025223582247?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5053203025223582247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/band-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5053203025223582247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5053203025223582247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/band-crisis.html' title='Band crisis'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-37230402177207305</id><published>2010-01-01T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:11:26.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaejoong 100 questions!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hero Jaejoong 100 questions!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Name: Kim Jaejoong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Birthdate: January 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Address: Someplace in Seoul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Blood type: O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Height: 177 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Weight: 63 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Shoe size: 275 mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Personality: Bright I guess? (People say I don have a very good first impression.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Dream: To be a famous and respected singer, and to have my name remember for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Specialties: Singing, Staying awake, walking, thinking, playing and playing the 3.6.9 game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Hobbies: My specialties are my hobbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) My idol: A person like HK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Celebrities you likes: MILK?s Yumi, Shinhwa?s Junjin, Yoo Youngjin, Hwanhee, Hweesung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Fav Flower: Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) I want to go out with this kind of person: Kangta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Fav. Fruit: Bananas and apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) People you don like: Someone who thinks they are all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Fav comic book: I like most of the ones I read but my absolute fav is DRAGON BALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) What I worried about: Secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Sleeping out: Il let you make up on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Alcohol tolerance: around 4 bottles, but depends how fast I drink them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) First love: First year of MS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) Someone I respect: parents, Yoo Youngjin, Hwanhee and Hyesung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Sport I good at: Running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) Fav song: I have too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) Number of blind dates youe gone on: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) When I look the best: When I stayed up for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) Person Ie liked the best out of all the people Ie gone out with: ?hm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) Fav number: 2 and 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) Prized Possession: my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) Lowest ranking: what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) Religion: atheist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) What I think when looking in the mirror: MOMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.) Fav color: black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) Good thing about myself: Im nice, but I think my first impression IS bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) Bad thing about myself: my first impression is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.) Drinking habits: I think a lot of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.) On a rainy day I want to go outside and get wet?: No~! I want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.) Things I cook well: Im good at cooking in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.) Something I want to do right now: I want to go home and wash up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.) Foreign language Im good at: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.) Something I want to do with the person I love: Walk near the river holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.) A present I want to give the person I love: A piggyback ride near the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.) Things I want: I have too much I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.) If you met a boyfriend from the past: ?boyfriend??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.) A present I want to receive from the person I love: Love and more love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.) Phone greeting: I can type in what I want. I broke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.) Ringtone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.) Caller rings: TT0TT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.) If you found 1 million dollars on the road: Il leave a 1000 dollars and pick up the rest to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.) Habits: thinking, laying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.) Sleeping habits: I sleep on my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.) What I wearing as of now: White beater and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.) I want to die when: I don have the nerve in me to kill myself so I think I just go one suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.) Something I want to do right now: I want to debut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.) How many times have you received flowers from a person of the different gender: Do you mean given: is this a quiz for girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.) Where I want surgery: ?what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.) My charm: If I get closer to someone, that person can depend on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.) What people think of me: It all different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.) Someone I say a lot: Let save!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.) What Im scared of: cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.) When I was most hurt: When I had a Jangyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.) When I feel the happiest: When I say something nice to my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.) What I do when Im scared: I sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.) When have you given chocolates to someone for valentines day: once in MS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.) What I do when Im stressed: I listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.) What I like to eat when I drink: Soup and casseroles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.) What I do when I mad: I hit things!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.) Things I cant eat: Dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.) Time I get to school: ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.) Something I want to learn: acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.) What I do when there is someone I dont like: Ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.) When I was the happiest in my life: When I had my first rehearsal in SM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.) What I think of money: It doesn grow on trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.) If the person you love ended up loving someone else: Il let them go because there must be something they don like about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.) Most recent time I cried: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.) Sunshine or Moonlight: Moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.) First kiss: 6th year of EM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79.) If someone I broke up with wanted to get back: Il think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.) Favorite person of a different race I like: I like Koreans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.) My most favorite thing I own: I guess my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.) How long I can wait for someone: 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.) When I was most disappointed: too long to write down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84.) Your monthly allowance: 3 or 4 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.) Fav animals: Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.) Fav. Season: Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.) Most memorable date: ?.hm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.) What I look at when I look at someone of the other gender: Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.) Nicknames: Boojaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.) Love is?: ?like a drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.) When I know the person I love has changed: When the things they do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.) What I don like when I going out with someone: ?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.) What I like the most about myself: Skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.) A wish for this year: I hope everything I do ends up well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.) Last thing you want to say: Im done! I can finally go home!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-37230402177207305?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/37230402177207305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/jaejoong-100-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/37230402177207305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/37230402177207305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/jaejoong-100-questions.html' title='Jaejoong 100 questions!!!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-5968511499655267366</id><published>2010-01-01T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:32:34.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero jaejoong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fanpop.com/spots/hero-jae-joong/links/5949382" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5900000/JJoong-hero-jae-joong-5949382-100-100.gif" alt="JJoong" width="100" height="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fanpop.com/spots/hero-jae-joong/links/5949146" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5900000/Hero-JJ-hero-jae-joong-5949146-76-100.gif" alt="Hero-JJ" width="76" height="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fanpop.com/spots/hero-jae-joong/links/5948925" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5900000/JJ-hero-jae-joong-5948925-100-75.gif" alt="JJ" width="100" height="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh~~!!&lt;br /&gt;so cute right hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-5968511499655267366?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/5968511499655267366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/hero-jaejoong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5968511499655267366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/5968511499655267366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2010/01/hero-jaejoong.html' title='Hero jaejoong'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-7837769390356590152</id><published>2009-12-25T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:04:11.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Leave things unsaid??&lt;br /&gt;That's just trying to avoid that question&lt;br /&gt;But do you know how much i tired to change ?&lt;br /&gt;Like last time you say about my charater im trying to change right?&lt;br /&gt;But yeah maybe our mind set is different but why wont we change ourself for the better???&lt;br /&gt;Even thought i hate you and you hate me so be it? but aleast we could still bo normal friends right?&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe its really my bad to write stupid things and post on blog but its just a moment of anger right ?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't believe in horoscopes things we can change this by doing this ourself right?Even thought you think its ok to no apologise but i don't&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about my attitude and i can't change my mind set to link yours&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes its best to listen to other people's mind set before you say anything that hurts people! &lt;br /&gt;Even i'm a Sec1 and your a Sec4 so?! does it mean you are bigger so i'm in no right to befriend you? What's the meaning of i quarreled with a sec1 ha. what's of it?&lt;br /&gt;The different is only our age right .&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the longer we don't meet is the may cool us down but someday we must still talk it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-7837769390356590152?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/7837769390356590152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7837769390356590152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/7837769390356590152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-343419813080992655</id><published>2009-12-07T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:05:39.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz! quiz!</title><content type='html'>1. Are you single or attached ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : As you can see im detached(sobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a person you like ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Yeah like i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the name of the person you are in love with ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : His name is name lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If the person you love and your mum dropped into the sea , who would you save first ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Save my mother and die with him la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever hugged someone before ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Have la my teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you love your parents ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Of course la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Will you hug the one you love ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you willing to do anything for the one you love ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Of couse not.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you jealous now ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : I just drank jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person who smsed you ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Litat??0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is in your clique ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : My friends lo-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you want babies in the future ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Ouch no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you prefer Macdonalds , KFC, Long John Silver or Burger King ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Mac la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you sniff glue ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : yeah i have my house have a elephant but not a glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you smoke ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : i choke not smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If the person you love is a 2-timer , what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : I will whack till his cock rot and his nimple break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Which cca are you now in ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Band lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you are rich , what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Buy things la hoho go outing hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If the person you love , held your hand , what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Dunno-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If the one you love reject you , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Then say dunwan, dunwan la chey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is your favourite cartoon character ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Alot la cute can le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Friendship or love ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Both la  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Cookiemonster or Elmo ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Elmo lo zzz both i dun like -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you use laptop or computer ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Both dun use -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like lollipops ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Abit bah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have a diary ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Wanted to have but too lazy to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. There's an admirer of yours and he won't die heart , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Ask him get lost lo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If you quarrel with your boyfriend / girlfriend and he / she wants to break , what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Break lo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you blur ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Im too clever to be blur&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;30. If you can have your hair dyed , what colour do you want it to be ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Brown or red bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who is the last person you chatted in your msn ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Zequan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How many boys / girls have you beaten before ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Countless-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. If your boyfriend / girlfriend don't love you anymore , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Dun love la chey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10(1can le) people to do this quiz :&lt;br /&gt;-And anybody who don't have anything to do:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-343419813080992655?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/343419813080992655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2009/12/quiz-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/343419813080992655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/343419813080992655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2009/12/quiz-quiz.html' title='Quiz! quiz!'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009402652902910421.post-8183839454776273018</id><published>2009-12-07T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T06:42:40.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>Lol my old blog the code thing i delet wrong thing then the blog web got prob&lt;br /&gt;so never post now ok le hoho i go make skin first la bye-bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009402652902910421-8183839454776273018?l=th-french-hornist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/feeds/8183839454776273018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8183839454776273018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009402652902910421/posts/default/8183839454776273018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-french-hornist.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>novel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09329138021104625491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
