<?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-4689189362942041486</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:56:17.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends are the best thing in life =]</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog which speaks for as Rz.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RenZhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382817370947962344</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689189362942041486.post-2633199045114182823</id><published>2010-11-28T07:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T08:40:36.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For 5 years +, nothing good has really happen to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, I am not a very optimistic guy. I am always picture the worst case scenario and get myself paranoid. For 5 years +, I don't really remember what nice have happen. Lets track back in time and recap what have happen if i can still remember it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;For the first valentine I ever attempted, well i remember I gave a box of ferrero rocher. Then comes birthday where I gave a jacket. Next comes what? I can't really remember them all. There is one event I can't forget. I remember once she was sick. It was near moon cake festival. That day I was in school then I heard she was sick and got to stay at home. So I deceive my dearest form teacher Mr Lim that I was sick and left school early. SORRY MR LIM I abusive your trust in me. =X She is more important than school work. And yes, brother Jon came along and I am lucky he was there. If he isn't, I won't have the candle I have to make the candles with her name for her. I did it because I overheard her saying she miss last year moon cake festival and this year she is missing it too. That boy friend of hers ( now is ex ) never stay to take care of her. He went off to enjoy his day after visiting her. I despise that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/TPGgXKeCoOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rANTaXlr8-k/s1600/Memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/TPGgXKeCoOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rANTaXlr8-k/s200/Memories.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388936077582562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is what I did. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well another event That I won't forget is the valentine I had last year. I remember smsing her dam early to ask her if she is free on valentine cause I am really afraid I am one step slower than others. Yes, smsing her early was brother ernest idea. I really thanks him for that. =D If i didn't done so, I might never have the chance to go out with her that day. Well, that day isn't all the sweet 2 person affairs. I was joined by ah jon, Ernest and Kang (R)Kong. Well, the more the merrier I guess? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I bought her three red roses and 2 top. I not sure whether she like it or not. I bought it with the help of her sister. See I am blaming JOYCE for this. XD Overall, I enjoy that day really much. Maybe I should have done a little more that day. =/ I got my first ever picture with her that day and that picture is my prise asset now. I am not going to lose it for sure. Well, all of those incident happen before going into Poly. After going into Poly, I am like cursed. Met the wrong people, trust the wrong people and being too confident that nothing would go wrong. Well, I got to blame myself for it. Now I am still struggling to make things right again. Lot of odds are against me now. Like The different school, the cca, the friends around and the location I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With all these I talk about. I really hope something nice would happen for me. Please, I am running out of ideas. I can't focus at all having the problem bugging me. When I thought of what happen I completely loses my mood and focus on whatever I am doing. It affects me because I really care and its really important to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Every name mention in my post are very special people in my life. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;please.... let something good happen. ='[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689189362942041486-2633199045114182823?l=rezon-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2633199045114182823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689189362942041486&amp;postID=2633199045114182823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/2633199045114182823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/2633199045114182823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/for-5-years-nothing-good-has-really.html' title='For 5 years +, nothing good has really happen to me'/><author><name>RenZhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382817370947962344</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/_CHG3CfQgVWk/TPGgXKeCoOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rANTaXlr8-k/s72-c/Memories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689189362942041486.post-6896048377149666854</id><published>2010-11-27T06:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T07:03:50.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes the Agony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its been so long since I post an entry. I can certainly confirm with you that almost no one would realise I made this post. Yes the agony of not been able to be with the one you love and having people coming at you mocking and dismoralise you. Yes it hurts and its irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Thats wasn't all. Now she is giving me cold shoulder because I said she is pretty. =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I mean I don't go around calling her bad names. To me, she is the most beautiful girl I ever met. I really don't know how others manage to keep calling bad names and still be treated nicely by her. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yes, she said she treat me differently from others. Does she have higher expection from me? I mean when I ask her why the rest can call her bad name instead of me she got angry.REALLY ANGRY. I mean sometimes I couldn't do some things that others could do. ( means I do she don't laught while others do she laught )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well yea. I am really puzzled there. But still I love her. Yes, I don't mind her go angry at me. I don't mind her treating me like this. Maybe she wanted me to be more serious instead of being like a joker. One thing for sure is that I wanna be with her and I will wait for her no matter how long it takes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, I am aware I might fail and waste alot of time on her. No fear! She is the only lady whom I cared so much for. Even if I fail, I would still love her and yes, I won't find other girl who is that important to me than her. Maybe I shall be a loner in my life after I fail? Cause I have tried so hard and nothing good seems to come. I would rather not fall for another girl. Well shoved this aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I am very aware that there are alot of guys around her. =[ This makes me panic cause I don't know of their intention. I might just lose her AGAIN ( got to stress on this cause I have seen her with another guy before ='[ ). She might be saying they are her friends but to those guys, they might have hidden agenda. Dam it! I hope I can quickly settle the cold war she is giving me. Hopefully by Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;AND YES! I FORGIVE THOSE PEOPLE WHO CAUSES ME AND HER TO DRIFT APART. I have no time to be angry at them. I just hope that they don't ever do it again. Now I have see what I can do for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689189362942041486-6896048377149666854?l=rezon-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6896048377149666854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689189362942041486&amp;postID=6896048377149666854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/6896048377149666854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/6896048377149666854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/yes-agony.html' title='Yes the Agony'/><author><name>RenZhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382817370947962344</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-4689189362942041486.post-8443770447112012929</id><published>2010-04-12T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:07:13.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-12CxLyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q3-hKP-nwjU/s1600/26464_377624594108_676059108_3879146_2533763_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-12CxLyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q3-hKP-nwjU/s200/26464_377624594108_676059108_3879146_2533763_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459205899320110882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-1Mn_t6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/W7ddtwyKuvI/s1600/25455_383145402530_710757530_4466480_4012121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-1Mn_t6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/W7ddtwyKuvI/s200/25455_383145402530_710757530_4466480_4012121_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459205888201963426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-q3aeLHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WfPMRbizOy0/s1600/25858_380100554853_631699853_3572364_3979191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-q3aeLHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WfPMRbizOy0/s200/25858_380100554853_631699853_3572364_3979191_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459205710709402738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-g3tQ7bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/b-xKh_QVpNw/s1600/15730_392354248200_676593200_3884351_245214_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-g3tQ7bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/b-xKh_QVpNw/s200/15730_392354248200_676593200_3884351_245214_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459205538989534642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-YWb6lCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/b4PQkIVI12Q/s1600/27067_380107058211_612643211_3843169_3619495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-YWb6lCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/b4PQkIVI12Q/s200/27067_380107058211_612643211_3843169_3619495_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459205392619443234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Enjoyed my time during SPSSC camp. Its a waste that I did not be a GLs. If I wasn't sick then I would be one of the hyper kids in orange. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I miss my DMIT camp. Its also a great waste. So many regrets. LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On the positive note. I get to know alot of people in SPSSC camp and DMIT prep camp. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Last but not least! Hope that all the Campers have fun during SPSSC camp! See you all in Sports Club! Have fun in Singapore Poly. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689189362942041486-8443770447112012929?l=rezon-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8443770447112012929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689189362942041486&amp;postID=8443770447112012929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/8443770447112012929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/8443770447112012929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/enjoyed-my-time-during-spssc-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>RenZhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382817370947962344</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHG3CfQgVWk/S8L-12CxLyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q3-hKP-nwjU/s72-c/26464_377624594108_676059108_3879146_2533763_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689189362942041486.post-8734478926067386177</id><published>2009-02-15T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:50:27.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Principle!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;1]Family + the person i love first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;2]Friends second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;3]Lie if i am not given another options&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;4]Never to treat the woman i love badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;5]Always try my best to help my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;6]Never to smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;7]Think smart and not to be implusive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;8]Insult anyone i care means you going to suffer especially the woman i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;9]Never be a holigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;10]Just want to live a happy life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;*11] Don't any how waste money. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*12]SEEING IS BELIVING! I WON'T LISTEN TO NONSENSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4689189362942041486-8734478926067386177?l=rezon-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8734478926067386177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4689189362942041486&amp;postID=8734478926067386177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/8734478926067386177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4689189362942041486/posts/default/8734478926067386177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezon-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/principle.html' title='Principle!!!'/><author><name>RenZhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382817370947962344</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>
