<?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-4476113764645126652</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:03:14.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>princessadelle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-2600253240895624546</id><published>2007-01-31T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:30:07.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He sms me again</title><content type='html'>he said : i promise u insult thing wil be the first and the last time. Pls forgive me dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft-hearted again......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-2600253240895624546?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/2600253240895624546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=2600253240895624546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/2600253240895624546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/2600253240895624546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-sms-me-again.html' title='He sms me again'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-4932495863697734988</id><published>2007-01-31T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:57:55.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what he said after broke off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;i nvr doubt myself n our relationship, tat i ve love u much since day 1 till toda&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;not saying tis to salvage the relationship but its truly from within&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;howmany time do u wanna salvage?&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;i had given u one last chance last year&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;there is always the first time&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;it came back with u saying i dun have self respect. going around sleeping with men&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that its the FIRST time tat i ve insulting u&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;as i;ve said if there's a first time ther will be second time&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;promise will never happen again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;how many times u wan me to endure&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;to u it's had always been my fault my bad temper&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;u do have some temper, cant u sense tat i endure sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;least should give me a little credit 4 tat rite&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;we did not come thru the 4 yrs easily&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;cant u forgive me since its the first time&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;let me make it up 2 u ger.&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence says:&lt;br /&gt;reali want 2 have a family of our own&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;i had given u one chance last year. did u cherish it? u didnt. instead, return with insult and humiliation&lt;br /&gt;敏敏 says:&lt;br /&gt;how do u expect me to be with u again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-4932495863697734988?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/4932495863697734988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=4932495863697734988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/4932495863697734988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/4932495863697734988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-what-he-said-after-broke-off.html' title='This is what he said after broke off'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-4058747370374009024</id><published>2007-01-24T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:56:02.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insulted</title><content type='html'>To those who know me. And to the guy who hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support me for my decision this round.  Please do not try to persuade me to accept him again.  After those insulting words that came out from his mouth, i dun think i am able to cool down.  To any other girls, if their BF said it, i dun think they are able to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are meant to be dote and care.  Not for men to insult and humiliate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As at now, i do not have that kinda of sour feelings anymore. hmmmm.... to be exact, no feelings. no sadness.   Does it shows that the feelings has dimilished.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-4058747370374009024?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/4058747370374009024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=4058747370374009024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/4058747370374009024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/4058747370374009024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2007/01/insulted.html' title='Insulted'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-237902608700519026</id><published>2007-01-24T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:47:07.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My CHINA TRIP Part one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China Village house. eeee... so dirty. staircase nothing for u to hold on. no renovations. everything so raw and dusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the back alley. Like what is shown on TV right? it's very high so min dur steps if u dare to explore the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me. am i daring? I managed to jump down to the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/ChinaTrip029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my AH MAH. She is CUTE isnt she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. i shall load more of those pics next time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-237902608700519026?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/237902608700519026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=237902608700519026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/237902608700519026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/237902608700519026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-china-trip-part-one.html' title='My CHINA TRIP Part one'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-1092391438372759935</id><published>2006-12-22T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:22:13.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katherine Ng's Wedding at Mandai Orchid Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/RachelAndMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/RachelAndMe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/MeSandyKatsWedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/MeSandyKatsWedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/RachelAndme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/RachelAndme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/RachelAndm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/RachelAndm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/WinniesdaughterRachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/WinniesdaughterRachel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow .... Anyone who wants to hold a simple wedding reception, maybe can consider Mandai Orchid Garden. Decorations was not really fantastic, however the whole place was full of orchids. As if i'm visiting the imperial garden. Service was not bad. At least the place offer umbrella ferry on the rainy day. keke. Feels like a super VIP. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-1092391438372759935?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/1092391438372759935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=1092391438372759935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/1092391438372759935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/1092391438372759935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/12/katherine-ngs-wedding-at-mandai-orchid.html' title='Katherine Ng&apos;s Wedding at Mandai Orchid Garden'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-6530320372021712684</id><published>2006-12-11T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:14:50.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my god.</title><content type='html'>Oh my god oh my god oh my goddddddd.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my yaonu posted a comment. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so surprised with it. hee hee.... someone actualy commended me. ha ha ha. motivations wor :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-6530320372021712684?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/6530320372021712684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=6530320372021712684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/6530320372021712684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/6530320372021712684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my god.'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-5573181189997214397</id><published>2006-12-10T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T20:35:39.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighing Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET ME ANNOUCE......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN EVER BUY WEIGHING MACHINE FOR ME AS A PRESSIE.... I'LL BEAT U TO DEATH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-5573181189997214397?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/5573181189997214397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=5573181189997214397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/5573181189997214397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/5573181189997214397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/12/weighing-machine.html' title='Weighing Machine'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-6239309002026611016</id><published>2006-12-10T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:11:14.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AN AMAZING LOVE STORY</title><content type='html'>I got this from a new 38 Girlfriend's blog. have not met her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this story so much. so touching. Tears nearly pourssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AMAZING LOVE STORY&lt;br /&gt;(read this tonnes of time, but i still love it ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sweet. She replied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-6239309002026611016?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/6239309002026611016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=6239309002026611016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/6239309002026611016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/6239309002026611016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/12/amazing-love-story.html' title='AN AMAZING LOVE STORY'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-3185260850750417699</id><published>2006-12-01T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:27:36.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, George had an discussion with Angie (my boss). Angie sms me after their discussion. Saying she dun wish him to leave. But dun want to retain him for selfish reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Angie msn me. She said she wish that George will stay for at least another year. At least he complete his project. HE will be more marketable then now if he completes it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George? He said, it's not that he really wanna leave. If he really wanna leave, he wont hesitate le. However, he said that he dun wanna be stupid to decline the offer. 25% increase from now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hesitate? want or dun wan? &lt;br /&gt;what is more important in life?&lt;br /&gt;relationships? work? money? satisfactions? feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME? I dun wan him to go either. Since the day i knew until now, it has bothered me so much. What can i do or say to make him stay? He wants to leave i cannot stop him. But what about me? when i wanna leave he stopped me. With the WSQ projects. Complete new areas. Its the kinda satisfactions of learning or doing a complete new areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can he do this to me? Convinced me to stay. Yet before he completes what he promised to me, he's gg to &lt;strong&gt;THROW&lt;/strong&gt; me behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEART ACHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-3185260850750417699?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/3185260850750417699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=3185260850750417699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/3185260850750417699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/3185260850750417699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/12/footprints.html' title='Footprints'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-7935259259669633212</id><published>2006-11-27T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:59:50.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any timeline for relationship?</title><content type='html'>Are there any Timeline for courtship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship as become very tiring. Dunno what i want. Dun feel the sparks anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Getting flats, getting married should be a happy event. How come i dun feel any happiness at all? Is the feelings dying? Should i carry on with this r/s? Can someone plsss plssss plssss advise me. I;m suffocated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-7935259259669633212?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/7935259259669633212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=7935259259669633212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/7935259259669633212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/7935259259669633212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/11/any-timeline-for-relationship.html' title='Any timeline for relationship?'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476113764645126652.post-8972471851444037993</id><published>2006-11-17T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:15:25.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Word</title><content type='html'>Hi hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i;ve started to create my Blog.  Keke... After all my Gfs call me backdated :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476113764645126652-8972471851444037993?l=princessdeline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/feeds/8972471851444037993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476113764645126652&amp;postID=8972471851444037993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/8972471851444037993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476113764645126652/posts/default/8972471851444037993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessdeline.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-first-word.html' title='My First Word'/><author><name>adelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04135385446872043867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q236/khongh/meantmybuyings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
