<?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-6233298</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:03:38.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fAte wiLL oNlY sTaY fOr tHosE wHo pErsIst...</title><subtitle type='html'>love gives us wings to soar.... but only the one and only true love could make you up to the garden of eden.....
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-110961666716277573</id><published>2005-03-01T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:53:51.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>coonhot.blogspot.comthat will be my 3rd blog... but well....i may not post tat often....so.. sorry if i kept you all, my beloved readers waiting.... *hugz hugz*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110961666716277573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110961666716277573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110961666716277573' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-110374010442166044</id><published>2004-12-23T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T02:28:24.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry tat i didn't post anymore .... and i guess this marks the end of my blogging life.... thank you ppl for reading my blog... and sharing my inner emotions... all tat had happened will remain as memories...if there's anything i could help you...feel free to email me.... * coonhot@hotmail.com * =P*farewell*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110374010442166044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110374010442166044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110374010442166044' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-110166406431868571</id><published>2004-11-29T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T01:47:44.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>big shots are but little shots who keep shooting says:A Creed To Live ByDon't undermine your woth by comparing yourself with others:It is because we are different that each of us is special.Don't set your goals by what other people deem important:Only you know what's best for you.Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart:Cling to them as you would your life,for without them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110166406431868571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110166406431868571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110166406431868571' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-110110251162513478</id><published>2004-11-22T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T01:41:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*deleted*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110110251162513478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110110251162513478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110110251162513478' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-110071251046362044</id><published>2004-11-18T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T01:28:30.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear readers.... sorry tat i didn't post for a long long time...was busy with my examz... anywayz...don't think i will post anything for the moment..and i'm going to change a new blog...so yupz... till we meet again.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110071251046362044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/110071251046362044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110071251046362044' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109854222385817325</id><published>2004-10-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T22:37:03.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>every single nite,in the middle of a cross-road where i'm down on all fours searching for a light.where could i go,to hide from the haunting nightmares tat my memories hold.i hear no voices,but only my deafening breaths.who will be there for me,to answer my prayers and set me free....constantly in fear,dying for a grip to stay me afloat when all the walls come crumpling down.i am not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109854222385817325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109854222385817325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109854222385817325' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109779830296395295</id><published>2004-10-15T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T07:58:22.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i adore you more than this love i have for you,but could these words be enough to say the words which are alwayz left untold.if i could buy a thousand lives to spend with you,how much of a difference could it be if i can't even let you see tat my heart couldn't be complete without you.please hold on to my hands even if they feel weak,they will one day be strong enough to carry you through </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109779830296395295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109779830296395295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109779830296395295' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109752169763547690</id><published>2004-10-12T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T03:08:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...have you ever noticed that whenever you look up to the nite sky,  there's alwayz this star tat first reaches ur eyes? Though not the brightest nor a shooting star, you will alwayz see tat paritcular star in the sea of millions others......if i were to describe you ... you're tat one in a million...glad tat i've finally found you...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109752169763547690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109752169763547690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109752169763547690' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109734565618704981</id><published>2004-10-10T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T02:34:06.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>。。。她轻轻地用指尖绕着发尾， 不说话却偷偷地带着微笑。我凝望着她的双眼， 等待她好奇地问我是否有话要对她说。“你在看什么？”我自满地笑了。我就是那么地了解她。“没什么。” 我回答了她，接着牵起她的小手，慢步地走在唯有星星点亮的沙滩 。她也笑了。原来她也是那么地了解我。。。－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109734565618704981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109734565618704981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109734565618704981' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109679774070048815</id><published>2004-10-03T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T18:02:20.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－你说 你喜欢雨滴打在脸上的感觉，像是 天使为你隐藏的悲伤而下泪。你说 你不想再问这样爱他对不对，只希望 有一天 他会说他爱你。－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109679774070048815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109679774070048815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109679774070048815' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109657122903359788</id><published>2004-10-01T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T03:07:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>幸福 一个人的幸福是很多人合力的拼凑和努力, 自己的付出当然也不可获缺. 只是, 你常常会问自己所追求的幸福是什么? 对你而言,幸福又是什么? 是能够拥有让大家羡慕不已的财富, 还是能和自己心爱的那个他手牵手看着夕阳一起走到老? 幸福本身没有一个能让大家苟同的定义, 因为大家的经历和所过的生活是截然不同的, 根本找不到一模一样的.每个人都有幸福的权利, 没有人能剥夺你这独有的权利, 只是你有没有好好的把它握在手里. 我常听别人说, 我的人生少了他, 就少了幸福的来源. 我顿时的感觉是无奈, 无助,无力. 我非常清楚这时的他们好象陷进一个旋涡里, 可悲的是他们自己一点求生的意志力都没有, 就算我拼了命的伸出双手, 大声呐喊, 他们还是无动于衷. 我又能做什么呢? 我只能站在旋涡外, 诚心祈祷他们能够早点挣脱, 然后拉着我的手用力爬出来.我不知道自己会不会是某人的幸福来源, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109657122903359788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109657122903359788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109657122903359788' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109641606808179484</id><published>2004-09-29T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T08:01:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i gently held my heart and place it right before u,hoping to let you be convinced how true it is as its look.but you gave a little smile on ur face,turned around and left me a behind staring at ur leaving shadow in utter daze.was i to be blamed for this fate tat let my love deflate,do i need to give myself a reason to let this ending has a say?is he the one you truly love and desire or was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109641606808179484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109641606808179484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109641606808179484' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109625607690637767</id><published>2004-09-27T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T11:34:36.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got the following from my Creative Design Lecture this morning...and wanna share with you something tat i think quite worth a tot....It's abt limitationz when comes to logic thinking... And as my lecturer has said before hand..the following is not a religious statment...and not pin-pointing anything...Yupz..and here it goes...  :This a conversation between a 9-year-old boy with a pastor...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109625607690637767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109625607690637767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109625607690637767' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109614534068087289</id><published>2004-09-26T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T04:49:00.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>在一个寂寞的深夜，走过一盏又一盏橙黄的街灯。。。望着天空中的星星，数着一遍又一遍对你的思念。。。我寻觅不到你的踪迹，我依然得不到你的回应。。。我的这份感情是否应该将它藏匿，将它狠狠地在这世界里消失匿迹。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109614534068087289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109614534068087289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109614534068087289' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109565478208402772</id><published>2004-09-20T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T12:33:02.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill.In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?"Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?"Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, "What if I do this?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109565478208402772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109565478208402772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109565478208402772' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109545662900193012</id><published>2004-09-18T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T05:30:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>please don't let me be a fool in the game you play...in the name of love you have me slaved...would you answer to my cries...and listen to wat i have to say?trapped in the palm of urs like placing a firefly in a bottle for its ray.forever a fool in the game you play...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109545662900193012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109545662900193012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109545662900193012' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109541047981865857</id><published>2004-09-17T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T16:41:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>明明很爱你 - 黄品冠/梁静茹女: 有多少人在旁边 我们都视而不见彼此却忍不住多看几眼 感觉强烈已经微笑的放电 已经暗示到极限没勇气的人犹豫的瞬间 幸福就飘过面前男: 我平凡无奇而你 像灿烂星星 让我担心合: 明明很爱你 明明想靠近男: 但是你的身边有人捧花总是拥挤我凭什幺一一打被情敌 敢大声说要做你的唯一(我的唯一)合:明明很爱你 明明想靠近 (明明很爱我 明明想靠近)为什幺还要浪费时间不把你抱紧 (为什幺还要浪费时间不把我抱紧)够真心 才是最厉害的武器 (够真心 就是最厉害的武器)我会拼命让你更满意 (你要拼命让我更满意)女: 讲配不配太俗气 说爱不爱要问心爱由我们自己决定不必理 跌破谁的眼镜</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109541047981865857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109541047981865857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109541047981865857' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109509712378042734</id><published>2004-09-14T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T01:41:32.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>世界上最遥远的距离 by 泰戈尔世界上最遥远的距离...不是生与死...是我就站在你的面前却不知道我爱你...世界上最遥远的距离不是我就站在你的面前却不知道我爱你....而是明明知道彼此相爱却不能在一起....世界上最遥远的距离...不是明明知道彼此相爱却不能在一起....而是明明无法抵抗这股想念却还得故意装作丝毫没有把你放在心里......世界上最遥远的距离....不是明明无法抵抗这股想念却还得故意装作丝毫没有把你放在心里....而是用自己冷漠的心对爱你的人掘了一条无法跨越的沟渠......Cut and paste from my friend's blog....nothing to blog..so juz share something tat had been written by others...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109509712378042734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109509712378042734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109509712378042734' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109485142843321364</id><published>2004-09-11T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T05:30:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>张震岳微风香水走过 你曾经住的地方快想不起你的模样 你的眼打开 巳上锁的心门有一份感动是因为你 才快乐记忆 我努力保持完整虽然只剩下一些片段 会珍惜那一夜 我们乘着微风 你的双手抱着我慢慢享受香水般的温柔 时间静止不动原来始终我都不敢说 反覆默念的情话也许你到现在都不知道 我爱你走过 你曾经住的地方快想不起你的模样 你的眼那一夜 我们乘着微风 你的双手抱着我慢慢享受香水般的温柔 时间静止不动原来始终我都不敢说 反覆默念的情话也许你到现在都不知道 我爱你打开 巳上锁的心门有一份感动是因为你 才快乐记忆 我努力保持完整虽然只剩下一些片段 会珍惜-------------------------------------------------come across this song recently in my playlist...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109485142843321364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109485142843321364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109485142843321364' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109476529561599800</id><published>2004-09-10T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T05:28:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why a misery you choose to have ur life laced,committing yourself fully in this torturing race.behind the smile tat marks across your face,it seems too hard to convince tat things are still in place.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109476529561599800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109476529561599800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109476529561599800' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109435745614721565</id><published>2004-09-05T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T12:10:56.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sad to say... i feel more and more dettached from the world i'm living in... i don't know where i'm heading to.... i wonder if tat's anything do with my attitude... i've been living my life one day at a time...trying to lessen the burden and the emotions building inside... tat sort of help me a lot.... but in a way..i feel tat i've changed... and tat's why i feel so hard to blog here anymore... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109435745614721565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109435745614721565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109435745614721565' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109376257098510631</id><published>2004-08-29T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T14:56:10.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>永远是你给不起的承诺。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109376257098510631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109376257098510631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109376257098510631' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109309341571757528</id><published>2004-08-21T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T21:05:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我想说的你都知道。。。我想做的你也明了。。。这样简简单单的爱情在我们之间围绕。。。就像一个淘气的小孩舔着指尖巧克力的幸福味道。。。你的微笑我每次都会想要看到。。。你伤心时候求救的讯号我也会第一时间察寻到。。。我就是要让你知道。。。你在我心中就是那么重要。。。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109309341571757528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109309341571757528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109309341571757528' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109225712026262824</id><published>2004-08-12T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T04:45:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>busy busy busy...i think i will go M.I.A for quite some time. Hope when i'm back... i still have you all as my loyal readers... *hugz hugz*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109225712026262824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109225712026262824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109225712026262824' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109173866280926652</id><published>2004-08-06T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T04:44:22.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let me hold you close tonite,even though i know you're leaving at tomorrow's sunrise.let this dream last as long as it could with juz you and i,and tell me tat everything's never a lie... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109173866280926652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109173866280926652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109173866280926652' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109155799404036659</id><published>2004-08-04T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T02:33:14.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm drifting away,to a place where heaven's bells ring.through the cotton candy clouds,the flying angels welcome me with their fluttering wings.may this dream stay forever...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109155799404036659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109155799404036659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109155799404036659' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109132569198392861</id><published>2004-08-01T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T10:01:31.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let the breeze dry away the tears on my face,let this whispers of the wind tell me tat everything has over.embraces this moment of silence with my eyes closed,i wish they won't see another drop of pearl.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109132569198392861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109132569198392861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109132569198392861' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109073686310116687</id><published>2004-07-25T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T14:27:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I juz got back after a week of strenous hall activity- FOC. Picking up the emptiness after the end of all my effort and time, i went back to a place tat suddenly seemed so foreign but yet so beautiful. Flowers had finally bloomed and it's juz such a simple thing tat gives me a wonderful feeling tat hope and love are still around. I could, as if, smell them in the air. They were not here at first,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109073686310116687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109073686310116687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109073686310116687' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-109007744126977859</id><published>2004-07-17T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T23:21:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>曾经的恋人关系， 因为我迟来感动的心而轻易地让它随风逝去。 如今你遇上了他， 从此把心都交给了他，让他成为你心灵的扶把。   旧情人， 这就是你我之间剩下的关系。 自然的， 我也就无法挽回过去的默契。   万後悔， 为何当初从你的付出而后退。 说後悔， 这样只能使彼此感到更疲惫。   既然爱走到了尽头， 就别再回头。 可是我在回忆里游， 找不到岸头。   忐忑的心， 忐忑的关系。 没有人听， 没有人去理。   我现在只能在普通朋友和旧情人的关系， 默默地为你付出而不求你有任何的回覆。 站在秤的正中央， 永远地站在那儿。   this is a poem tat i've come out last time.... quite long time ago liaoz... juz feel like writing it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109007744126977859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/109007744126977859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109007744126977859' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108975939000829209</id><published>2004-07-14T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T07:17:18.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>有人曾经这样说过：一对相爱的恋人说分手的时候总是会下起雨。真不知道是不是上天为了同情这份逝去的爱情，而下起这样一场清盘大雨。还是为了让受伤的他们，更能深深地体会到凄凉的感觉和冰冷的落寞，而狠狠地让雨滴打在他们的伤口。那又是不是上天为了洗净所有过去，好让他们能再一次勇敢地去接受爱情，而让雨水把他们脸上的泪水洗去。天意就是如此地让人猜不透。不如我就告诉大家关于我的女朋友，发生在我的大学时期。。。芹是我在大学宿舍第一年就认识的朋友。我对芹可说是一见钟情。第一眼望着她明亮如清水般的眼睛，我就象魂被她勾走了似的，心中认定她就是我的意中人。但我的勇气就象一直吹不起的气球，无法直接地表态，所以我只能用暗恋来进行我下一步进攻的策略。芬则是一位与芹同房的宿舍好友，也是让我和芹成为恋人的关键人物。就这样，我使尽所有办法去接近芹。但为了不要那么明显，我先'卑鄙'地与芬打好关系，才慢慢地了解芹的一切。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108975939000829209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108975939000829209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108975939000829209' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108954051607619809</id><published>2004-07-11T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T19:23:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>歌名:领衔主演作词人:赵广作曲人:有待发掘每到夜深人静试着躺在床上入睡的夜晚...只剩下一盏床头灯试着把我的空虚填满...可是心里对你莫明的喜欢...已将它全部占据化成思念成灾的泛滥...原来拥抱寂寞是我临睡的习惯...#当我合上双眼仿佛见到时间慢慢的倒转...是一场又一场的爱情电影在脑海里映放...本来主演的是我俩的剧情...一刹那又回到剧终前我那一段独角戏...我怎能猜得到会是这样的结局...(我怎能猜得到你会就这样离去...)#事与愿违难道就是当缘份与爱做出背叛...明明握在手中的温暖也会从指缝中流穿...我不想就这样让你离开...不想在没有你的日子面对还会每晚想着你的未来....*为什么你就这样不辞而别...连说再见都不说得明显...你要我如何去将这份爱情画上句点...你只留下你说你还爱我的那个画面...</summary><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>你说爱情就象一辆火车,咻咻咻地开往着一条不知明的轨道.不管它是白天或是黑夜,咻咻咻,它还是努力地开着它的轨道.火车也许会有许多停留,但爱情只能拥有一个终点站.是我来得早还是你开地太快,你残酷地说我只不过是你的一个中途站.-------------------------------影子是你永远摸不到也看不清脸孔的一个人, 但他却是永远默默地陪伴着你, 最了解你的忧伤与快乐的一个人. 不管是伤心落泪,他也会陪你一起哭泣. 不管是面对困难,他也会陪你坚持到底. 就连当你爱的人是别人而不是他, 他也会毫无自私地陪你抱着同一个人, 给你最衷心的祝福. 你的影子是谁? 你是否有想过? 如果你忘了自己的影子, 他也会有一天离开你的...一个人是不能没有影子的....何不在他还爱着你的时候,给他你最温馨的微笑....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108935234022524233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108935234022524233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108935234022524233' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108884247684431375</id><published>2004-07-03T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T16:14:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if time were switched to the olden days, he must be a prince... and she must be a princess... they fall in love and living a life of luxury, but yet not of any greed has them overwhelmed...juz one ordinary day, while this princess was out with her friends enjoying a nice afternoon coffee session, this prince came along unexpectedly. He asked her if she could give him a moment for them to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108884247684431375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108884247684431375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108884247684431375' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108870058235876338</id><published>2004-07-02T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T00:49:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel like writing an english post....but can't come out any.... perhapz juz write a few quotes ba...--------------------------------------------------how could i end something tat hasn't even started?--------------------------------------------------nothing could speak love...but when love speaks..it speaks everything.....--------------------------------------------------</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108870058235876338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108870058235876338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108870058235876338' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108840646494558415</id><published>2004-06-28T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T15:09:05.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>她匆匆离去，因为在这里的月光下，他没有勇气说出他们彼此心里的话。他望着她即将消失的背影，心里一阵犹豫，担心他再也没有见她的机会。在这零点零一秒的时刻，有股不知道那里来的动力从他胸口带动了他的双脚。他奋力不停地跑，直到他终于追上了泪流满脸，伤心失望的她。他就站在她的面前，把手轻轻地压着她的双肩，将她的脚步停下。她愣住了，脑子一片空白，说不出话地看着直喘气的他。爱情总是在一刹那间爆发出来的勇气而发生的。Juz watched SHOTGUN MARRIAGE ..the jap drama vcds again....watched until half-way..i've seen a nice romantic part of the episode 1..i stopped and quickly write the feelings down...hahaha..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108840646494558415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108840646494558415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108840646494558415' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108806159014577053</id><published>2004-06-24T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T16:09:16.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>你是天堂掉落下来的一滴雨，轻轻地跌入我的手心里。你那透明而无邪的美丽，让我顿时间默默地将你握紧。我试着把你的冰冷吞食，将我的温暖一一地传送给你。可是在我小心翼翼地张开五指时，却发现你早已挣脱我的捆绑离开了我的手心。－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－你是天堂掉落下来的一滴雨，穿过试着将你抓住的我的手心。我的无言说出了我的无奈，是你来得太早还是我来的太慢？看着你可怜地跌碎在地上，急忙想把你拾起放回手心。但你已渗入地里画上了一道痕迹，就像在我心里一样留下的泪痕留下了错过你的可惜。－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－你是天堂掉落下来的一滴雨，是我装作视而不见而没有伸出我的手心。你的认真敌不过我已冰冻的心，我的无情早在你跌落地上之前将你粉碎。你看着我离去的身影，後悔自己的天真然後伤心地飘回到自己的天堂。</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108806159014577053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108806159014577053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108806159014577053' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108771509810567019</id><published>2004-06-20T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:11:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我忘不了巴黎，忘不了巴黎的铁塔。我忘不了巴黎铁塔的晚上，忘不了那晚在铁塔上的美丽。我忘不了那晚在铁塔上美丽的你，忘不了那晚在铁塔上美丽的你对我说的话语。你说爱情就是浪漫，浪漫就是属于两个人的时光。你说属于两个人的时光不一定要持久，属于两个人不持久的时光也可以一样拥有爱情。你说巴黎铁塔夜晚的美丽就像我们之间存有的关系，何不在天亮之前分手让各自享受黎明在这份不能持久的爱情上画上的句点。我忘不了你我的吻别，忘不了我为你流下的眼泪。我忘不了泪水的冰冷，忘不了嘴唇上留下的余温。我忘不了我心中想对你的倾诉,忘不了你渐渐离去的背影慢慢成为我的孤独。我明白你想说的意思。。。巴黎铁塔是爱情的圣地与坟墓，也意味着它是许多爱情开始和结束的使命者。它的夜晚就是那么的让人着迷，而它拥有的日出更是灿烂。只可惜白天的这里是漫长的和无聊的，</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108771509810567019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108771509810567019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108771509810567019' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108750917481102264</id><published>2004-06-18T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T05:52:54.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>think abt the times we had been through,you're the one who had walked me out of the blues.and those were the times,i had to learn to... live my life without...those memories....so sweet....-------------------------------------------------------------------------yh.... i try to edit the previous lyricz..but i've only come this far..hahaha.... see if i've the mood to write the latter then..=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108750917481102264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108750917481102264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108750917481102264' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108731471653794484</id><published>2004-06-15T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:51:56.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things juz happened the way they were meant to be,juz like the way you've chosen the path where our lives won't ever again meet...what more could i say...all these lies in the name of fate...------------------------------------------------------------------i wish to say ..but the words juz choke at my chest....i guess we're on the seperate roads again....</summary><link rel='edit' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108722640891460322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108722640891460322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108722640891460322' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108683565681903721</id><published>2004-06-10T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T10:47:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm gone...wat's left is the kiss on the cigeratte and the burned ashes..don't be sad for wat has gone...but be happy for wat had once belonged.....*waves*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108683565681903721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108683565681903721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108683565681903721' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108680089724696382</id><published>2004-06-10T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T01:08:17.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BALLOONISTA man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost.He reduced altitude and spotted a man below. Hedescended a bit more and shouted, "Excuse me,can you help me? I promised a friend I wouldmeet him an hour ago, but I don't know where Iam."The man below replied, "You are in a hot airballoon hovering approximately 10 meters abovethe ground. You are between 40 and 41 degreesnorth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108680089724696382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108680089724696382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108680089724696382' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108654304831759340</id><published>2004-06-07T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T22:36:01.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-----------------------------------------------------rain comes and falls but never stays, i never long for and never pray.wish only my words could be heard,to let you know how true they really were.tell this poem to the person whom i'm writing to,you know it best to whom it's written for.i'm hoping but never desperate,truely i only wish for an aid from fate.in this little poem tat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108654304831759340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108654304831759340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108654304831759340' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108649729298256446</id><published>2004-06-06T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T12:49:25.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you were there and i was near,i watched you fly with ur angel wings.then i realised i'm juz a fallen leaf on the ground,never will i able to reach the stars above my head.----------------------------------------------------how many times have i banged myself against this wall tat i couldn't overcome? How many times have i told myself not to make this silly attempt when chainz of lockz were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108649729298256446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108649729298256446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108649729298256446' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108642515969417838</id><published>2004-06-05T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T16:45:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one of the things i've learnt so far...and i wish to share it with my readers.In life, it doesn't matter what you have done and wat successes you've made. Wat really matters is how you've lived them. There's no limit to where you can reach as there's no impossibles you can't achieve. There's no forever diamonds nor gems you could make them belong to you, same goes to anything else, be it ur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108642515969417838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108642515969417838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108642515969417838' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108632020532278024</id><published>2004-06-04T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:38:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listen...do you hear a little baby crying?it's a newborn...it's a new life...listen...do you hear an old man dying?it's a complete silence...it's the sound of death...both are playing in their own melodies,yet they merge in perfect harmony....----------------------------------------</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108632020532278024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108632020532278024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108632020532278024' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108601078429298289</id><published>2004-05-31T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T21:39:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you come to me like a feather of an angel's wing fallen from above,sweet like a rose scent and gentle like an autumn wind.you land softly on my hand,touches my palm like it touches my heart.i try to hold you close,afraid of losing you to the unexpecting breeze tat might carry you away.but you keep fluttering to break lose,little do i realise this isn't the place you mean to stay.i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108601078429298289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108601078429298289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601078429298289' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108594101255031712</id><published>2004-05-31T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T02:16:52.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't blame anyone nor anything tat's has made my life so miserable...if you really wish to know why i kept saying this...then try to imagine this... it's more than juz physical pain of a knife stabbed right at ur heart....it would be better if it's juz a suicidal case...at least the pain would end with the last breath...but this pain juz keep continue and you felt tat sharp sensation keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108594101255031712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108594101255031712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108594101255031712' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108582305134650080</id><published>2004-05-29T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T17:30:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okie.. i juz talked with my friend on msn... and i find it quite funny... i mean...myself being beri lame... maybe i will juz write it down...since i've nothing better to post..me:i've been single for...hmmz.... 2 years liaoz lehhahahhageez..din know i'm so old liaozhahahafriend:hahaai am sure the gal will appear soonme:and i guess she's no sense of directionzcoz i've been waiting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108582305134650080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108582305134650080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108582305134650080' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108507663235848098</id><published>2004-05-21T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T02:10:32.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this moment came so sweet,like chocolate sundae with a strawberry placed on the ice cream tip.and time freezes,at this capture of you and me sharing this lovely dessert treat.-----------------------------------------------------------------i dare not ask as i would not wish,everything might juz go with the unpredictable breeze.i hope i could but i would not say,all i should do is to let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108507663235848098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108507663235848098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108507663235848098' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108503610915265317</id><published>2004-05-20T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T14:55:09.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz feel like writing something ..but yet... don't know wat to write abt too....hmmz...maybe i juz cut and paste something then..tee hee...Juliet.'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;--Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other partBelonging to a man. O, be some other name!What's in a name? that which we call a roseBy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108503610915265317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108503610915265317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108503610915265317' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108387268536194545</id><published>2004-05-07T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T03:49:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist: O-Town  Album: O-Town  Title: All Or Nothing  I know when he's been on your mindThat distant look is in your eyes I thought with time you'd realize it's over, overIt's not the way I choose to liveAnd something somewhere's gotta giveA share in this relationship gets older, olderYou know I'd fight for you but how could I fight somone who isn't even thereI've had the rest of you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108387268536194545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108387268536194545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108387268536194545' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108377009624645340</id><published>2004-05-05T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T23:44:39.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got this link from my friend's blog. in case you can't view it..you can go to this link"http://netnews.iwant-news.com/2003/02/27/images/mov20030227.wmv"nice ad i think.... as i've alwayz said...not only to kids...but to everyone out there... tat you don't limit urself even if in any course of ur pursue meets any obstructionz....as long as you keep tat belief tat you have... you will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108377009624645340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108377009624645340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108377009624645340' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108360377062651559</id><published>2004-05-04T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T01:07:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she was a girl, and i was a boy.can i make it anymore obviously.she likes lemonade and i drink ice shakes,wat more can i say.i wanted her, but i never tell.from the first day she made my heart felt.but she juz couldn't sense,  tat i'm already hers,i had a problem in constructing verbal words.i was a silly boy, she said see ya later boy.i know i'm not good enough for her.she had a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108360377062651559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108360377062651559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108360377062651559' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108351673015633761</id><published>2004-05-03T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T00:56:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote of the day: when you don't have anything to say...it's better tat you don't say anything.. hahhaa....actually this is supposed to be a joke.....coz i actually can't think of any quotes.... so juz to make some lame joke~ tata!!~ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108351673015633761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108351673015633761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108351673015633761' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108338664633472063</id><published>2004-05-01T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T12:48:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i close my eyes and enjoy this moment of peace,i think of nothing but memories.let the slow breeze brush across my tearful cheeks,i think of nothing but the fallen deciets.i close my eyes and indulge in this silence of tenderness,i hear nothing but overwhelm by the wind's whispers.as if they were words from the lovely angels,telling me tat this aftermath will soon be cleared away by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108338664633472063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108338664633472063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108338664633472063' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108329915352845951</id><published>2004-04-30T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T12:30:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote of the day: some ppl don't know tat they are already dead....until they've seen their inexistence through the eyes of others...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108329915352845951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108329915352845951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108329915352845951' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108326241508105022</id><published>2004-04-30T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T02:17:52.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrite alrite....i hope this shall be a relief....or a blessing in disguise....or even blessing in its truest form...let me juz quote down the conversationz i had with her then...you: you're alwayz a speacial friend to me....why don't juz let it stay it tat way? if i'm tat good.. my ex wouldn't have let go of me so easily....me: i don't really know wat had happened over you and him...and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108326241508105022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108326241508105022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108326241508105022' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108309223953326756</id><published>2004-04-28T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T03:01:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>think abt the times we'd been through,none has made any of our dreams come true.think abt the promises we had once vowed to the yellow moon,none has sufficed and still leaving me without any clues.think abt the love tat we had once made,was it of affections or was it of lust tat was doing its trade?think abt the tears tat we had once shed,was it of pain tat we truely shared or was it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108309223953326756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108309223953326756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108309223953326756' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108304244346372981</id><published>2004-04-27T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T04:06:19.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://61.156.12.117/theater/flash/swfD/2310.swfThis is quite cool.... give it a look will ya?And this below animiationz ...is on my performance.... my stage play.....do spend some time ...k? thanx~~http://hall6.ntu.edu.sg/hexis04/Hexis04.swf</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108304244346372981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108304244346372981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108304244346372981' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108289415411640558</id><published>2004-04-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T20:00:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juz a thing or two i wanna say to my friends....I'm really sorry tat i don't have the time to spend with you all ..to get to enter to the world of urs... and to accompany you through the hard times as well as the sweet ones... But i believe...friendships aren't measured by the time we've been through...nor how many laughters or tears we had once shown for one another... Truely enough, i know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108289415411640558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108289415411640558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108289415411640558' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108264009382850061</id><published>2004-04-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:25:41.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you came to me like an innocent child,juz when i was on the verge of victimizing myself in an unworthy suicide.with tat piece of metal on my wrist waiting for a slit across,you bumped onto me and ur smiles tell me tat though i've lost everything.....i still have you.........it's so cute tat you called yesterday....asking me to answer a question for you.... It's been so long since i last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108264009382850061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108264009382850061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264009382850061' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108262685726953784</id><published>2004-04-22T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T17:45:04.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey...juz let me write something before i go zzz...as i've alwayz said..i'm so sick and tired of life..coz things juz keep repeating themselves over and over again.... juz like a roller coaster ride..if you keep having tat ride so so long ... you will get nausea and puke... won't you? In a more simpler descriptionz... life is never abt constantly floating above the heaven's cloud.... you will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108262685726953784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108262685726953784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108262685726953784' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108237822772785840</id><published>2004-04-19T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T20:41:10.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote of the day: The more you try to change urself...the more you're dettached from world....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108237822772785840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108237822772785840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237822772785840' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108229312244326196</id><published>2004-04-18T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T21:02:43.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things tat some of you may wish to ponder...i heard this over the radio and find it somehow quite true...The reason why there's such an inertia in finding the "one" in ur life...could be becoz of independence. When you've been so independent in resolving all the problems tat happen in ur life in various aspect... and you've become so emotional stable... no longer a teenager nor one who crave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108229312244326196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108229312244326196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108229312244326196' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108177559822676057</id><published>2004-04-12T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T21:17:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny quote in friend's nick: If electricity comes from electrons,does morality come from morons....LOL~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108177559822676057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108177559822676057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108177559822676057' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108166103555173212</id><published>2004-04-11T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T13:27:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist: Hilary Duff  Album: Metamorphosis Title: Come Clean  Let's go backBack to the beginningBack to when the earth, the sun, the stars all aligned'Cause perfect didn't feel so perfectTrying to fit a square into a circleWas no lieI defy[CHORUS:]Let the rain fall downAnd wake my dreamsLet it wash awayMy sanity'Cause I wanna feel the thunderI wanna screamLet the rain fall down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108166103555173212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108166103555173212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108166103555173212' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108144992980337698</id><published>2004-04-09T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T02:49:17.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this time round...i'm going to write a post...when i will totally let loose my mind...and juz type anything tat my hands bring... juz like in the psychological field...they do this by giving a pen and paper and juz write anything without the person realising wat's he's writing abt.... but of coz...i won't get the full effect..coz i'm doing it here instead... so hope this post will turn out to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108144992980337698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108144992980337698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144992980337698' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108119016621501862</id><published>2004-04-06T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T02:39:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>down on my knees,i pray for your mercy.spare me a life to live,out of this realm of hell i'm shivering in.walls from all fours closing in,there's no where to go and no where to hide.mercy mercy tat i plead out loud,but nothing came except my own echos of helplessness....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108119016621501862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108119016621501862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108119016621501862' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108107588762335886</id><published>2004-04-04T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T18:55:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how many times you've got me crying,in the tears where i'm drowning helplessly in.give me a reason....juz tell me tat you hate me..... and set me free....set me free from this curse tat you're making...i'm dying.....can't you see.....i'm dying........and i know you wouldn't even care......if not ..i won't see you walk out of tat door when you know i needed you most....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108107588762335886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108107588762335886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108107588762335886' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108085288983793937</id><published>2004-04-02T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T04:58:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the rain and across tat road tat set us apart,i called out ur name and asked you a question tat had been alwayz in my mind..."if there's another day that we meet by fate,would you give this wilthered love a second soil to live?"you looked away in searching for words to fill in to my puzzles,with tat 2 seconds of hesitation marked across ur face...i smiled and said ," nevermind....i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108085288983793937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108085288983793937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108085288983793937' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108069055093668055</id><published>2004-03-31T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T07:52:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist: Minnie Riperton Album: Perfect Angel Title: Lovin' You  Lovin' you is easy cause you're beautifulMakin' love with you is all i wanna doLovin' you is more than just a dream come trueAnd everything that i do is out of lovin' youLa la la la la la la... do do do do doNo one else can make me feelThe colors that you bringStay with me while we grow oldAnd we will live each day in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108069055093668055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108069055093668055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108069055093668055' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108025467073982060</id><published>2004-03-26T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T06:47:59.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where is this place tat i'm standing now....in a boundless grassland with no trees...no animalz...no other living things of any form...but me under the clear blue sky...with only a distinctive line where the sky and the piece of land meet at a far distance...  where am i........ why am i doing down here...... this place seems to be a peaceful land....but yet loneliness seems to fill up the air </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108025467073982060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108025467073982060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108025467073982060' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108016018557564831</id><published>2004-03-25T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T04:33:13.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Give me ur hand and i'll bring you to the place where the heaven meets,And show you to a world where you will never find miseries.Give me ur trust and i will show you tat dreams aren't meant only for dreaming,And show you tat the promised land is juz the place where we're standing now.it isn't hard to be loved,when love stands right at ur doorstep with the person it carries.And it isn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108016018557564831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108016018557564831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108016018557564831' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-108007189223242968</id><published>2004-03-24T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T11:47:46.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>������涓����宸插�����浜���淬����������变�����蹇�宸插�ㄦ病���浣����涓����������澶����瀵汇��������甯����浣���芥����姐����������╁�ㄤ��杞�韬�绂诲�荤�����褰便�������������ｇ�存�����浣����蹇�宸查��椋������汇�������������╂��涓�浜洪��榛����������蹇�纰�������澹般��������my devotion has already turned into insanity,i had lost the love tat i had for you juz like the way you've walked out of my life.i wish you could understand this...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108007189223242968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/108007189223242968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108007189223242968' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107998851826521382</id><published>2004-03-23T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T04:52:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's 4:28am in the morning now.... doing my notes on material science...from chapter 7 and progressing very slowy...blasting my headphones with the musical version of YE ZI.... so not to disturb my roomie's sleep.....i start to get drifted away...thinking abt what if i'm not doing my uni...would i be working now with a diploma.... would i be meeting ppl who ought to have crossed my life by now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107998851826521382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107998851826521382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107998851826521382' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107971618197964113</id><published>2004-03-20T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T01:13:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please remember,how we first met.A little awkward but with tat little sweetness,we exchanged our first smiles tat brought us together.Please remember,how we first loved.A little afraid but with tat magenta estacy,we exchanged our first kiss while sitting along the sandy beach with tat gentle breeze.Please remember,how we first touch.A little shy but with tat uncontrolled desire,we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107971618197964113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107971618197964113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107971618197964113' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107955007679541845</id><published>2004-03-18T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T03:04:35.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote of the day: don't do the things tat you dislike for the sake of doing it...... but do it for the sake of trying to appreciate why you're doing it......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107955007679541845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107955007679541845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107955007679541845' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107935021927391033</id><published>2004-03-15T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T19:33:34.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the roseSome say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reedSome say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleedSome say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching needI say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seedIts the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to danceIts the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chanceIts the one who won't be taken, the one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107935021927391033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107935021927391033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107935021927391033' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107903656684460321</id><published>2004-03-12T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T05:03:14.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>singer: Tensiontitle: our storyThanx for my friend recommending this song to me..... let me make use of this song..... write a little poem then... please bear with me hor..hahaha...memories bring back our past to the present,memories of you and me when we still had our promise kept within each other.we spent our days together thinking abt our future,and we will have a kiss to seal tat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107903656684460321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107903656684460321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107903656684460321' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107903207432266584</id><published>2004-03-12T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T03:11:04.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm running out of insipirational juices in my head. I guess either i'm old already....or there's nothing worth important for me to put them down in poetical style of my own. Time is passing by so quickly, tat i don't even have time to draw its form down with a pen nor even with a photographic memory to capture it. Looking at the ppl around me.. with that happy faces show clearly on their faces,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107903207432266584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107903207432266584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107903207432266584' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107875429504749076</id><published>2004-03-08T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T22:01:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrite alrite..din know it really rained the whole day...not my fault k.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107875429504749076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107875429504749076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107875429504749076' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107872112958476300</id><published>2004-03-08T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T12:48:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been almost a week... sorry tat i din blog....tat's if you guyz are waiting for me to write something.haha... well..last week is totally  a busy week for me...so tat's why i went MIA..and examz are coming up soon ...i better get myself to start doing some work...so i may go MIA again.... but nvm..... i will promise to write something when i feel anything k.?let's juz make a line or two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107872112958476300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107872112958476300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107872112958476300' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107825545284408671</id><published>2004-03-03T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T03:28:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>toxified with alcohol,suffocate in smoke chains on and on.in order to reach for a new life,death shall come before a newborn lives.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------wise men alwayz say that one shall not pursue love and let love find you instead,and only fools will be trying to reach love like catching the twinkles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107825545284408671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107825545284408671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107825545284408671' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107799353988420705</id><published>2004-02-29T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T02:41:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let the rain fall upon me,make me more awake to this pain inside me churning.let the wind blow against my cold body,make my soul feel more dettached from this world i'm standing.there shall be no cries of despairs,over my devastating mind for miseries has muted my voice.there shall be no tears of grief,over my shattered heart for this fact of cruelty has blinded my eyes.fully indulged </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107799353988420705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107799353988420705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107799353988420705' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107797246131561309</id><published>2004-02-28T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T20:57:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear blog, i guess you're the only place i could turn myself to..... please bear with me k? juz listen to wat have to say to you... you don't have to console me in any wayz...nor advising me ...coz they aren't of any help to my situationz....blame tat it all started with tat mahjiong session the whole nite till the break of dawn. i got so physically and mentally tired after stesses from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107797246131561309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107797246131561309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797246131561309' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107764969195301109</id><published>2004-02-25T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T03:11:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the world,in the world with juz the two of us.the place named heaven won't be far away from us.juz reach out our hands and we can feel it within our touch.juz look into each other's eyes,love isn't any candy dreams tat made up of some neon light lies.with ur heart closes to mine like the way my heart follows urs,come wat may we will be holding on to this happiness till the end of time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107764969195301109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107764969195301109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107764969195301109' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107736478124856515</id><published>2004-02-21T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T20:02:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wandering in the streets of crowds,where the meeting of strangers gets me uncomfort.like a dead spirit which ought not to be seen in the day,i'm juz like a lost soul in a world where i shouldn't be at.------------------------------------------------------------------you give me wings to fly,making me believing tat reaching for heaven's not a lie.you say it so well with that pair of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107736478124856515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107736478124856515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107736478124856515' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107721405945017161</id><published>2004-02-20T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T02:10:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've alwayz been living in a world of dreams of my own,wandering around aimlessly searching for a place where i truly belong.Looking back to all these years tat i've past,i wonder since when i've locked my feelings up the shelf and left them untouched.but you walk into my life as if it is meant to be,tear down tat door to my heart with tat fate which brings you in.but could this be juz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107721405945017161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107721405945017161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107721405945017161' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107679894509838694</id><published>2004-02-15T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T06:51:39.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tell me wat's the feeling tat i'm experiencing so lovely,tat blushes my face with sweet rose petals.Tell me why is this feeling tat i'm deeply drunken in,tat speaks to my heart and telling me tat it's you whom i've always been dreaming for.Would you believe it when i say it's you tat i'm truly waiting for,Or would you let this fragile words of love be left unreturned and withered into ashes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107679894509838694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107679894509838694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107679894509838694' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107627144292825316</id><published>2004-02-09T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T14:22:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you can make up a thousand words to speak for ur innocence.......but you can't make up a thousand words to speak a broken soul to life....not even with a million words or more.....not even with anything when it's flesh blood of mine tat is left on ur hands....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107627144292825316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107627144292825316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107627144292825316' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107608710482952876</id><published>2004-02-07T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T01:07:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz let it be,juz let the things be the way i want it to be.and don't tell me that you need me,coz i know you're juz trying to be gentle to say it.juz let me walk out of this door,and juz don't let our memories be recalled.i dont know where i will be heading to,but one thing i'm sure.....i will be far away from you...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107608710482952876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107608710482952876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107608710482952876' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107574348509225098</id><published>2004-02-03T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T01:40:22.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okie okie..i think it's been a long time since i last blog..let's write a normal entry instead of poems then...right right..... where should i start....okie... i juz surfed her blog ... juz like before....the entries posted stopped a month ago and have alwayz been inconsistent...as compared with last times...so i went into his blog and do a little update.... not to see whether my curse had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107574348509225098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107574348509225098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107574348509225098' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107498523892114837</id><published>2004-01-25T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T07:02:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist: Hilary Duff  Title: What Dreams Are Made Of Hey now Hey nowHey nowHey nowHave you ever seen such a beautiful night?I could almost kiss the stars for shining so brightWhen i see you smile and i go oh oh ohi would never want to miss thiscuz in my heart i know what this is[Chorus]Hey nowHey nowThis is what dreams are made ofHey now Hey now This is what dreams are made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107498523892114837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107498523892114837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107498523892114837' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107497267999869985</id><published>2004-01-25T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T03:33:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i see the world with my disappointing eyes...i see no love...no joy..no laughters....wat i could really see ...are juz numbing miseries.....tat get my heart turning as cold as ice.....click here if you can't see the pic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107497267999869985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107497267999869985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107497267999869985' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107471155360689193</id><published>2004-01-22T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T03:01:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do i feel such influctuation tat's enough to shut down all my senses,for someone whom i know i shouldn't have fallen for?is this the way love should be existed in the form of pursuing a never ending dream,so tat it seems so fairy-tale liked precious that worth my heart beating for?i agree that love is fulfilling enough to complete a person's life,and love that is being felt could not be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107471155360689193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107471155360689193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107471155360689193' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107446189496960170</id><published>2004-01-19T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T05:40:11.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hold your breath as i bring you along with my pair of wings,way up high above the mountain tops into the clouds of candy dreams.close ur eyes and hold tightly onto my pair of hands,believe me tat we will fly our way and reach to our heaven's land.feel the hope tat surround us like millions of firefires,juz look into my eyes and i'm sure you know wat i've said are neither words of deceits </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107446189496960170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107446189496960170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107446189496960170' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107435677977816372</id><published>2004-01-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T00:28:15.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bring me back to life,bring me back to where i once held my head up high.bring me back my love,bring me back the fallen tears tat hopelessly rained across my hand-buried face.i wonder if my life has been cursed...look at me... why there's this dark shadow of miseries cover over my face.... even if i try to put a smile in front of the mirror... wat i see is juz a pathetic guy who seems to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107435677977816372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107435677977816372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107435677977816372' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107426922310747467</id><published>2004-01-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T00:08:57.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okie okie..i think the pictures thing is damn screwed up.....for the time being...if you all don't mind the trouble.... juz follow the following instructionz to view my photos....as one of my friends advised...Right click on the invisible picture on my blog...Choose Properties..Then you will see the URL add...Cut and paste into a new explorer window... to view....Damn to webshots! Sighz...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107426922310747467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107426922310747467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107426922310747467' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233298.post-107425063494725025</id><published>2004-01-16T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T23:52:45.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the only comfort tat a shattered soul could get is from the tickings of time. Coz only time can witness the heartbreakz...... click here if you can't see the pic Or try this link : http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/31/44/111603144kbGRFJ_ph.jpg</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107425063494725025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233298/posts/default/107425063494725025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demoner.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425063494725025' title=''/><author><name>dEmOnEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753270733158213198</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></entry></feed>
