<?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-6296170</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:22:05.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-= TeN oF 10c CoInS mAkEs  Up tO $1 =-</title><subtitle type='html'>even though its stormy, it will soon be a beautiful day becuz of the love u had given me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-6368800910957231799</id><published>2009-01-31T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:11:06.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just let me go</title><summary type='text'>mom. i know what are expected of me.stay at home or come home early .study. be good. have a perfect attitude and character.wake up early in the morning.help out at home.save money.be jovial.i understand where you're coming from.i can do all those.every single thing you want me to do, i can do it.but just don't take my late nights away.even if i were to come home at 6am , and if you want me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6368800910957231799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6368800910957231799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-let-me-go.html' title='just let me go'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-1025024627460799014</id><published>2009-01-27T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:02:56.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start afresh</title><summary type='text'>its been soo long !didn't wanna get started with blogs all but guessed it about time.i've made plans for myself.planned how am i gonna live my life.where am i gonna do that.it definitely ain't my home.well mother, I really must apologise to you because:1) i don't do what u say2) i don't trust you3) i made you angry most of the time4) I'm such a disgrace5) yeah, i'm a burden too6) i'm too much to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1025024627460799014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1025024627460799014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2009/01/start-afresh.html' title='start afresh'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-8412594660161038604</id><published>2008-05-14T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:32:00.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks to the big moth, i couldn't study at the dinning table,thanks to the moth,i had to go back to my room,thanks to the moth,i was in my room studying when total darkness falls thanks to ME ,i was awake and the only one who realised it,thanks to ME,i called my mum's hp using mine cuz the phones went dead.thanks to ME,my parents went to check it out,thanks to THEM and ME,my parents found out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8412594660161038604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8412594660161038604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-to-big-moth-i-couldnt-study-at.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-8555632705346778432</id><published>2008-04-08T04:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T04:20:13.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People asking how I'm doing?But every question still has you inI say I'm fineAnd I never think about youBut you're always on my mind.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8555632705346778432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8555632705346778432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/04/people-asking-how-im-doing-but-every.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-2885852931844192312</id><published>2008-03-14T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:06:19.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't do blood testCuzi just CAN'T do it! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2885852931844192312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2885852931844192312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-do-blood-test-cuz-i-just-cant-do.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-4320085044809695542</id><published>2008-03-13T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:57:24.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My darling jessie did this:CLICK CLICK CLICK!!!although she've missed out the mostimpt person aka chairman! aka ME!this doesn't mean that I'm not participating inclass activities k. i was busy running errands!it's ok, at least she has my email.im trying to console myself.thanks jessie!you're the 2nd greatest cuz i'm the FIRST!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/4320085044809695542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/4320085044809695542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-darling-jessie-did-this-although-she.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-5309103290442152275</id><published>2008-03-12T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:42:55.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day i buy your lies willbe the day i die.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5309103290442152275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5309103290442152275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-i-buy-your-lies-will-be-day-i-die.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6023055870819324471</id><published>2008-03-09T04:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:11:56.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6023055870819324471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6023055870819324471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/R9L2ZXlwfNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mZ8hi52ZNM0/s72-c/j.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-6255839809148693869</id><published>2008-03-07T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:45:40.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever i feel greedy on the inputs that willgo through my intestines,i watch America's Next Top ModelorVictoria's Secret Fashion Show.*********************(and my appetite has officially changed)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6255839809148693869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6255839809148693869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/whenever-i-feel-greedy-on-inputs-that.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-7977769538882330652</id><published>2008-03-04T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:50:41.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to start to be myself. Cuz I'm sick of everybody else.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7977769538882330652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7977769538882330652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-to-start-to-be-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-7464064141286968159</id><published>2008-03-03T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:03:05.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've failed my mission again.Leo and Boss, please friend each other!For your case Fabian, i know you don't understand whybut i also don't understand!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7464064141286968159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7464064141286968159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-failed-my-mission-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-8185960890485835311</id><published>2008-03-02T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:01:03.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All that Shit is so fuckingFictitious!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8185960890485835311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8185960890485835311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-that-shit-is-so-fucking-fictitious.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6728765725613199420</id><published>2008-01-27T05:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T05:59:17.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><summary type='text'>i need to change my blog.i need to do so many many things like bitchings and so on..no. i can't bitch anymore. if not leo's gonna call me ..nvm.what am i doing ? i'm actually supposed to be studying.aparently i'm not NOW. i was just now k.i did one essay question. i wrote, not typed, 2 pages long k .(like so? im supposed to write more than that)still, its my 100% effort!i don't care, i still feel</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6728765725613199420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6728765725613199420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/01/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-4195280753822998335</id><published>2008-01-23T04:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T04:25:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grow up!</title><summary type='text'>I seriously don't know what's wrong with you.the conflict between us is like how fucking long ago la.and you're still taking it into account.i mean, i didn't purposely know the guys that you liked beforejust to fucking show off to u. like pls la, i've got better things to do.just so happened that i'm much more friendly and approachable than youthat's why i managed to get to know them.maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/4195280753822998335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/4195280753822998335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2008/01/grow-up.html' title='grow up!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6274813256204286702</id><published>2007-12-09T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T11:55:35.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't seeThat I want and I'm needing everything that we should beI'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks aboutAnd she's got everything that I have to live withoutHe talks to me, I laugh cause it's so funnyThat I can't even see anyone when he's with meHe says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6274813256204286702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6274813256204286702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/12/he-looks-at-me-i-fake-smile-so-he-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6717406791541477601</id><published>2007-12-01T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T00:20:18.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die die die die die die</title><summary type='text'>i didn't managed to accomplish what i'm supposed tobut tts not gonna stop me from calling myself mrs dawn timberlake. haha.first and foremost, i've to save money!i really need help!i need a personal financial manager to manage my money.i've been spending and spending and spending ...and spending!and nope, i haven't been saving and saving and saving ...and savingi need to cut down on my cab </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6717406791541477601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6717406791541477601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/12/die-die-die-die-die-die.html' title='die die die die die die'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-333605627095820751</id><published>2007-11-24T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:41:01.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>discipline</title><summary type='text'>i need to accomplish these few things before november ends.im so dead.its been a long long time since i last went school .its been an extremely long time since i last took bus and mrt.i've been taking cabs non stop for the whole of this month.i didn't take a single bus.1) i need to cut down on cabs2) i need to save money $$$$$!!!3) i need to study! study! study!4) i need to go on a fucking diet!5</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/333605627095820751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/333605627095820751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/11/discipline.html' title='discipline'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6042020294958221443</id><published>2007-11-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:48:43.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just shut up and congratulate me</title><summary type='text'>CONGRATULATION!!!MISS DAWN TAN aka MRS DAWN TIMBERLAKE!YOUR LICENSE HAS FINALLY MATURE!YOU'RE NOT UNDER PROBATION ANYMORE!YOU CAN BURN THE TRIANGLE FOR GOOD!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6042020294958221443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6042020294958221443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-shut-up-and-congratulate-me.html' title='just shut up and congratulate me'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-7053725503310131432</id><published>2007-11-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:15:51.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wounded</title><summary type='text'>i cut myself to see if it hurts as bad as how you hurt me.i stressed myself up to see if it kills as bad as how you've killed me.i let my blood flows to see if i'm still alive like how you've MADE me feel.love don't develop overnight. love develops overtime.you built me up and tore me down.so much for my fucking happy ending.maybe the problem lies in me.i maybe egoistic sometimes....ok..all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7053725503310131432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7053725503310131432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/11/wounded.html' title='wounded'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-4926537780979639442</id><published>2007-11-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:21:29.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum, Dad, this song is specially posted here for you.</title><summary type='text'>I'm tired of being what you want me to beFeeling so faithless lost under the surfaceDon't know what you're expecting of mePut under the pressure of walking in your shoes(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)Every step that I take is another mistake to you(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)I've become so numb I can't feel you thereBecome so tired so much more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/4926537780979639442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/4926537780979639442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/11/mum-dad-this-song-is-specially-posted.html' title='Mum, Dad, this song is specially posted here for you.'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-3809092449952692859</id><published>2007-11-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:03.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day.</title><summary type='text'>First, we were happily doing henna. I asked ah hong to do but he said he'd ratherjump down from the highest building.Then, we were safely riding back.A fucking taxi driver just wanna do this to us.Plus this is a new car. My phone flew abit and my cigarettes too.My head is damn pain now. Hopefully i'll be fine tmr.Fuck all taxi drivers.Fabian, i've never experience any car accident in my entire </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/3809092449952692859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/3809092449952692859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-day.html' title='What a day.'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Ry3wGDu3T4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/d6zSTzeYLZs/s72-c/Photo0064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-7088582380399710125</id><published>2007-10-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T23:25:51.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologize</title><summary type='text'>I'm holding on your ropeGot me ten feet off the groundAnd I'm hearing what you sayBut I just can't make a soundYou tell me that you need meThen you go and cut me downBut wait...You tell me that you're sorryDidn't think I'd turn around and say..That it's too late to apologize, it's too lateI said it's too late to apologize, it's too lateI'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for youAnd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7088582380399710125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7088582380399710125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/10/apologize.html' title='Apologize'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-5798433059551356614</id><published>2007-10-07T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:03.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5798433059551356614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5798433059551356614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/10/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Rwj7abh2v9I/AAAAAAAAAII/5N0-7iBUsaA/s72-c/Picture+2+hl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-7965314718750526176</id><published>2007-08-29T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!</title><summary type='text'>I'm calling 999!..lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7965314718750526176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7965314718750526176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='!!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/RtWMxwGmAFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kVEXOVZNhbs/s72-c/%5BCH2%5D2007-0829-015045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-5923670913861289095</id><published>2007-08-01T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T02:11:17.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contagious</title><summary type='text'>When you're around I don't know what to doI do not think that I can waitTo go over and to talk to youI do not know what I should sayAnd I walk out in silenceThat's when i start to realizeWhat you bring to my lifeDamn this guy can make me cryIt's so contagiousI cannot get it out of my mindIt's so outrageousYou make me feel so highAll the timeThey all say that you're no good for meBut I'm too close</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5923670913861289095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5923670913861289095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/08/contagious.html' title='Contagious'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6114787610209915423</id><published>2007-07-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:04.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple IPhone</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6114787610209915423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6114787610209915423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/07/apple-iphone.html' title='Apple IPhone'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/RqNetoxQLrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/u-ZHtbdwRAM/s72-c/hfdhdhdhd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-1220409000602017355</id><published>2007-07-19T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:04.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my story</title><summary type='text'>im really tired and bored so i went to make this.It's really troublesome but it kills time...It's not really that easy. There's more to it than meets the eye pls!.i spent about 1 1/2 hrs on it and its not because i'm an amateur..its becauseit's troublesome.I'm trying to make this as my desktop wallpaper...so everything must be at theright place..This is how it looks like on my monitor.yes..i know</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1220409000602017355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1220409000602017355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-story.html' title='my story'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Rp51B3pqvlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hql8MJG2j6w/s72-c/jhgjkf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-6057920475154248047</id><published>2007-07-13T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T03:04:53.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Click Five - Jenny</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6057920475154248047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6057920475154248047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/07/click-five-jenny.html' title='The Click Five - Jenny'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-8792509313736041586</id><published>2007-06-15T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:12:25.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry girl but you missed outWell tough luck that boy's mine nowWe are more than just good friendsThis is how the story endsToo bad that you couldn't see,See the man that boy could beThere is more that meets the eyeI see the soul that is inside</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8792509313736041586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/8792509313736041586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-girl-but-you-missed-out-well.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-7007011372195918437</id><published>2007-05-19T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again!!??</title><summary type='text'>my parents really think that they're driving a bumper car..this is the 3rd time , on that same spot !and the car will have to go for repair again..and again..and again...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7007011372195918437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7007011372195918437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/05/again.html' title='Again!!??'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Rk7CxPB-PaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EOZljb0-t-c/s72-c/18052007128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-515331692789639092</id><published>2007-05-13T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:59:04.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you mom...</title><summary type='text'>4 YEARS OF AGE----My Mommy can do anything!8 YEARS OF AGE----My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!12 YEARS OF AGE---My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.14 YEARS OF AGE---Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either!16 YEARS OF AGE---Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.18 YEARS OF AGE---That old woman? She's way out of date!25 YEARS OF AGE---Well, she might know a little bit about it.35 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/515331692789639092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/515331692789639092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-you-mom.html' title='I love you mom...'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-480826419199855527</id><published>2007-05-09T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T05:03:04.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna know if you’re busyI wanna know if you're doing anything tonightI wanna know if you missed meI wanna know babyI wanna know</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/480826419199855527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/480826419199855527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wanna-know.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-5763687891901449549</id><published>2007-05-06T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:07.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cameras</title><summary type='text'>My parents went to install security cameras in my house..4 of them..so whatever we do at home, it'll be recorded.hahaI'll know who went to eat my favourite snacks and who likes to dirty the house..the cameras there are mainly to monitor our new maid..see that she don't do any funny things at home.Now i can see what's gg on in my house on my laptop..hahacamera 1: outside my house. (can u see my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5763687891901449549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/5763687891901449549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/05/cameras.html' title='cameras'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Rj28qLtb5GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xvEFyckRAR8/s72-c/05052007127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-2991441626155326225</id><published>2007-04-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:58:32.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is meaningless</title><summary type='text'>I'm so so so tired of studying!I wanna quit school!I don't care about my future anymore.taking uol is making me scared of studying!i've never felt so scared of something in my whole life.why must my life be so miserable?i don't get jealous whenever i see people slacking last time cuz i was one of themNow! i got jealous everytime i see people smiling ! i don't know why.Studying has made me crazy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2991441626155326225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2991441626155326225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-is-meaningless.html' title='life is meaningless'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-6697051133769494971</id><published>2007-04-13T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T13:19:13.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kill me.</title><summary type='text'>Exams are coming and i don't feel good.but i don't know why sometimes i feel happy and frustrated at the same time.it's funny how emotions work in me.At least im feeling happy most of the time. =)Been really busy these few days but i've no idea what i'm busy with..with school work?? ( if i am, i would have finished studying but no..)with tuition? ( it's only a few hours and a few days per week..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6697051133769494971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/6697051133769494971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/04/kill-me.html' title='kill me.'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-1558682081751589454</id><published>2007-04-08T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:52:24.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you...</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes when the worldGets so coldAnd my heartIs fifteen belowAnd I feel like I'mSo far from homeI run to YouWhen life doesn'tGo like I planSo confused andI don't understandIt's hard 'causeIt's out of my handsAnd this is what I doWhen I gotNothing left to giveI run to YouWhen I can't find my wayAnd I get lost in YouWhen I don't have the faithWhen I don't know what to doI feel I can't make it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1558682081751589454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1558682081751589454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-you.html' title='For you...'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-575066461629481256</id><published>2007-04-06T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:58:06.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nomatter how many fish in the seaBut it feels so empty without ME.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/575066461629481256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/575066461629481256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/03/nomatter-how-many-fish-in-sea-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-1138537637620034385</id><published>2007-03-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:08.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th july 2004</title><summary type='text'>This was my 17th birthday...Haha..i don't know why i like aaron carter ..haha..Thanks !!! Its still with me...i'll never throw it away..i'll keep it save for 2 reasons :1) its from my friends ; its the most valuable present i've ever received up till now.2) someone wrote there asking me not to curse my mum ..if i dun keep this properly..and my mum sees it..i'll die..anyway i didn't curse my mum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1138537637620034385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1138537637620034385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/03/30th-july-2004.html' title='30th july 2004'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/RgExbovuTbI/AAAAAAAAACc/KFnVksp5JhA/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-7599953400095736287</id><published>2007-02-28T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:09.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this means new car!</title><summary type='text'>yes...the broken piece is still with me.although i was in the car...but im not the driver.its my dad...after knocking the pillar inside the carparktt has no cars plus its free entry...my dad says:"never trust the car sensor"my grandfather asked my dad:" you mean you still have the mood to eat ??!"My dad's reply:" we're used to it."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7599953400095736287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/7599953400095736287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-means-new-car.html' title='this means new car!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Reb-BEYlWoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kNn8mZfKE9I/s72-c/27022007088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-1964595317327256328</id><published>2007-02-22T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:18:46.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>****</title><summary type='text'>My words are coldI don't want them to hurt you.If I show you,I don't think you'll understand.Cuz no one understands.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1964595317327256328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/1964595317327256328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='****'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-2425754997683919098</id><published>2007-02-13T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:39:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the same</title><summary type='text'>I treat everyone the same.I show no inclination to favor someone.I asked you a question once, i'll ask again..and that's it..i'll never ask for the 3rd time andi don't give a god damn fuck about what's your reply or what you want.cuz u don't even bother to say it, so be it.-Btw don't get me wrong. This is just something that came thru my mind so i just blog it down. It's not something tt happened</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2425754997683919098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2425754997683919098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-same.html' title='its the same'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-2082105109041825286</id><published>2007-02-12T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:12:09.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My girlfriend</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2082105109041825286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/2082105109041825286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-girlfriend.html' title='My girlfriend'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EXtmna3OcoI/Rc9UMmsZ9iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LpDnYeyKISU/s72-c/0sd08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296170.post-117102583420151986</id><published>2007-02-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:57:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hororscope</title><summary type='text'>.:LEO:. The Lion in bedGreat talker.Sexy and passionate.Laid back.Knows how to have fun.Is really good at.Great kisser.Unpredictable.Outgoing.Down to earth.Addictive.Attractive.Loud.Loves being in long relationships.Talkative.Not one to mess with.Rare to find.Good when found.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117102583420151986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117102583420151986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/hororscope.html' title='hororscope'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-117086561606979109</id><published>2007-02-08T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:26:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream..</title><summary type='text'>Just a couple of weeks ago,i've had this weird dream and its still lingering in my mind.I dream of this person whom is someone really really really close to me..closer than close..she had a attitude make over. she became cruel,evil,mean..she tried killing my whole family and all..she did quite alot of stuffs but i just can't remember..all i can remember was that when she was about to kill me..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117086561606979109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117086561606979109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-dream.html' title='My dream..'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-117068482970475928</id><published>2007-02-05T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:13:49.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its true. Can't you see?</title><summary type='text'>Don't pretend you're sorry.I know you're not.You know you got the powerTo make me weak inside.-Even forever don't seemed like long enough-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117068482970475928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117068482970475928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-true-cant-you-see.html' title='Its true. Can&apos;t you see?'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-117052317404787942</id><published>2007-02-04T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:19:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfaithful</title><summary type='text'>Story of my lifeSearching for the rightBut it keeps avoiding meSorrow in my soulCause it seems that wrongReally loves my companyHe's more than a manAnd this is more than loveThe reason that the sky is blueThe clouds are rolling inBecause I'm gone againAnd to him I just can't be trueAnd I know that he knows I'm unfaithfulAnd it kills him insideTo know that I am happy with some other guyI can see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117052317404787942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117052317404787942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/unfaithful.html' title='Unfaithful'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-117044173440153980</id><published>2007-02-03T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T02:42:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i'm missing you..</title><summary type='text'>I know if you could hear me you wouldSay there are always two sides of a storyYou're so right, here's mineI cannot live without youLove was never easy,But leaving you was hard,And time didn't heal my wounds at allI wonder, if you know what I'm going throughAll the lonely times that we're apartI miss you, oh I miss youI'm gonna need you more and more each dayI miss you, more than words can sayMore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117044173440153980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117044173440153980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-im-missing-you.html' title='when i&apos;m missing you..'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-117043715103865155</id><published>2007-02-02T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:27:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DESIREE!!!!YOU're 20 years old now! HAVE FUN!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117043715103865155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/117043715103865155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116965772512405552</id><published>2007-01-25T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:09:34.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these went thru my mind</title><summary type='text'>We're all we got in this worldWhen it spins, when it swirlsWhen it whirls, when it twirlsI'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first handBut then of course everything always happens for a reasonThat was never my object for someone to get killedWhy would I wanna destroy something I help build?The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116965772512405552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116965772512405552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/01/these-went-thru-my-mind.html' title='these went thru my mind'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116931412644337798</id><published>2007-01-21T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:33:50.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something new..</title><summary type='text'>I love this tap!But I love this more.Thanks for the Shirt!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116931412644337798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116931412644337798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/01/something-new.html' title='something new..'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116888079590050995</id><published>2007-01-16T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:06:36.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i do that ??</title><summary type='text'>Today before you think of saying an unkind word-Think of someone who can't speak.Before you complain about the taste of your food-Think of someone who has nothing to eat.Before you complain about your husband or wife-Think of someone who's crying out to God for a companion.Today before you complain about life-Think of someone who died too early .Before you complain about your children-Think of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116888079590050995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116888079590050995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/01/can-i-do-that.html' title='Can i do that ??'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116869138229413238</id><published>2007-01-13T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:29:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cars cars cars</title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna rent a car since my parents won't allow me to drivealone in the car.but i don't know where and how...plus i can't let my parents know!!!!however, i've already gotten help and is in the midst of renting.probably next tue i'll get the car..just hope tt nothing goes wrong while im driving..BUT in the mean time...i'm still thinking whether its tt the right thing to do..its tough..We're gg </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116869138229413238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116869138229413238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/01/cars-cars-cars.html' title='cars cars cars'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116758706833227677</id><published>2007-01-01T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:44:28.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's start afresh.</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY NEW 2007 !!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116758706833227677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116758706833227677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2007/01/lets-start-afresh.html' title='let&apos;s start afresh.'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116749990708574479</id><published>2006-12-31T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:31:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cars...</title><summary type='text'>It's either Mazda or Nissan.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116749990708574479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116749990708574479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/cars.html' title='cars...'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116711256325795235</id><published>2006-12-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:56:25.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas</title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!I'VE HAD THE BEST CHRISTMAS IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!THANKS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116711256325795235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116711256325795235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas.html' title='X&apos;mas'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116669932914042490</id><published>2006-12-21T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:08:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS</title><summary type='text'>Bought this watch out of boredom..but i can't deny tt the price was fairly cheap.Paid $158 for it..wanted to get the other one..but it has scratches on it and plus it was the last piece..this is a gold one..and i just found out tt i don't have any gold bangle watch at all.this might be something new..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116669932914042490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116669932914042490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/guess.html' title='GUESS'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116638146912129612</id><published>2006-12-18T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:51:09.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't think so</title><summary type='text'>Nope...the problem doesn't lie in me..You r the one with the problem..just face it..you suck big time.a pity tt u couldn't see it..and all i can do is just to play along with u.Its been a great week for me..im living the life..i couldn't be happier...everything is falling into it's place..tts the life i've been waiting for ever since i was in sec sch..yes..UOL is stressful..but i just have to get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116638146912129612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116638146912129612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-think-so.html' title='Don&apos;t think so'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116629463176157415</id><published>2006-12-17T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:43:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><summary type='text'>whenever i watched '' i not stupid 2'',it reminds me of us during our secondary school days.run and hide and hide and run..when will it ever stop?eyes are everywhere watching us..no doubt tt we were well known in school..but for the wrong reasons..flashbacks of what we did in sec sch made me felt soashame and disgusted of myself..NO! i can't continue...i wanna stop recalling what's in the past..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116629463176157415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116629463176157415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116585639730166686</id><published>2006-12-12T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:59:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Note To God"</title><summary type='text'>If I wrote a note to GodI would speak whats in my soulI'd ask for all the hate to be swept away,For love to overflowIf I wrote a note to GodI'd pour my heart out on each pageI'd ask for war to endFor peace to mend this worldI'd say, I'd say, I'd sayGive us the strength to make it throughHelp us find love cause love is over dueAnd it looks like we haven't got a clueNeed some help from youGrant us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116585639730166686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116585639730166686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/note-to-god.html' title='&quot;Note To God&quot;'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116576500834264494</id><published>2006-12-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:36:48.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im all about me.</title><summary type='text'>i can't stand it anymore!!!u're really getting on my nerves..you just went off the limit !!!don't think that you're oh so innocent..and don't ever think that you can push to blame to me..cuz you've no right to do tt..you're just as bad..its about time you taste your own medicine.and last of all..don't think tt im obligated to do and obey whatever you said..its not gonna happen..not at all!!my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116576500834264494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116576500834264494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-all-about-me.html' title='im all about me.'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116516280116376138</id><published>2006-12-04T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:13:59.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever!!!</title><summary type='text'>im so irritated!!!!!!!!!!!!irritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritatingirritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritatingirritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritatingirritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritatingirritating irritating irritating irritating irritating irritating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116516280116376138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116516280116376138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/whatever.html' title='whatever!!!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116505100417180467</id><published>2006-12-02T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T17:16:44.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you said.</title><summary type='text'>you said tt i was dependent.i admit i am.its all because i can only rely on my friends when i've troubles.or when i need someone to cheer me up.im not like u who can talk to your parent bout ur problems and all..i can't..i just can'ti've tried but it just doesn't work out.i've learnt to keep everything inside me.but sometimes its hard to survive when its overloaded.how do u think  you would feel </summary><link 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u..then tt friend wun go tt easily..however..one of my friend misunderstood the meaning..i know..its all becuz of tt email i replied.its harsh i dun deny.but she once told me to express myself more..and not put up with anger..and i did..but in turned out to be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116490892667614452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116490892667614452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/12/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116453824865944866</id><published>2006-11-26T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:51:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what can i say .... ??</title><summary type='text'>i don't treasure anyone in my life except my family and myself and you..other peepz made a big fool out of themselves and they still don't know.when will they learn ?kept saying tt im still young and i dunno much bout the world..save it for urself pls.you are a fake piece of shit.get out of my life.u just can't get enough of acting in front of me..i've seen right through you.so just stop and get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116453824865944866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116453824865944866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-can-i-say.html' title='what can i say .... ??'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116426673743666412</id><published>2006-11-23T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T15:25:37.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><summary type='text'>I passed my driving!!! woohoo..!!all thanks to all my instructors..without them..i wouldn't pass..and of course all thanks to my professionalism..haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116426673743666412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116426673743666412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116368727013808486</id><published>2006-11-16T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:27:50.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's what i've to say bout you...</title><summary type='text'>You ask me if I love youAnd I choke on my replyI'd rather hurt you honestlyThan mislead you with a lieAnd who am I to judge youOn what you say or do?I'm only just beginning to see the real youAnd sometimes when we touchThe honesty's too muchAnd I have to close my eyes and hideI wanna hold you til I dieTil we both break down and cryI wanna hold you till the fear in me subsidesRomance and all its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116368727013808486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116368727013808486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/11/thats-what-ive-to-say-bout-you.html' title='that&apos;s what i&apos;ve to say bout you...'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116301147447219352</id><published>2006-11-09T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:44:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic! at the disco</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116301147447219352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116301147447219352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/11/panic-at-disco.html' title='Panic! at the disco'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116145017317402628</id><published>2006-10-22T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:09:12.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin timberlake</title><summary type='text'>I LOVE HIM</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116145017317402628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116145017317402628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/10/justin-timberlake.html' title='Justin timberlake'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116127937229726041</id><published>2006-10-20T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:36:12.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver Goodwill</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116127937229726041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116127937229726041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/10/oliver-goodwill.html' title='Oliver Goodwill'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-116092596173524906</id><published>2006-10-15T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:34:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too good to be true</title><summary type='text'> Desiree and I are opening an online shop..and this is our namecard...I so love it!!!now we're left with the most impt thing...the products.Thanks Herbert! U are greatly and sincerely appreciated!I won't forget bout our agreements and the contract!i still need ur signature...haha..but i haven type it out yet..no microsoft word.... =( </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116092596173524906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/116092596173524906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/10/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='too good to be true'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115972473255693877</id><published>2006-10-02T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T01:46:34.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!!</title><summary type='text'>IM FINALLY DONE WITH MY DIPLOMA!!YAY!!! ITS OVER!! BE GONE WITH IT!!IM SO HAPPY..BUTI STILL GOT UOL. I HATE IT!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115972473255693877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115972473255693877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/10/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115911819930569544</id><published>2006-09-25T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T01:17:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-you-</title><summary type='text'>When winter comes in summerWhen there's no more foreverWhen lies become the truthWell you know then baby, That's when I'll stop lovin'That's when I'll stop loving youAnd when this world doesn't turn anymoreWhen the stars all decide to stop shiningTil then I'm gonna to be by your sideGonna be loving you foreverEvery day of my life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115911819930569544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115911819930569544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/09/you.html' title='-you-'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115868092907032391</id><published>2006-09-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:58:09.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep On Moving</title><summary type='text'>I woke up today with this feeling.Better things are coming my way.I know the sunshine has a meaning,And nothing left can get in my wayWhen the rainy days are dying,Gotta keep on, keep on tryingAll the bees and birds are flyingNever let go gotta hold on andNon stop 'til the break of dawn andKeep on moving, don't stop rockingGet on up When you're down, baby,Take a good look around.I know it's not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115868092907032391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115868092907032391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/09/keep-on-moving.html' title='Keep On Moving'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115850071859011429</id><published>2006-09-17T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:45:18.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its that bad</title><summary type='text'>so many things happened for the past few days.it just keeps coming, stacking higher and higher each day.i tried to let it go but i can't.i dun wanna feel this way but somehow , the harder i try, the harder i fall.i feel lk a lost soul.not only for the fact tt i failed law.but there are just so many obstacles that stops me from getting on with life.what should i do? where should i start from? when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115850071859011429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115850071859011429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-that-bad.html' title='its that bad'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115830442551953670</id><published>2006-09-15T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:18:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNKS</title><summary type='text'>Husband no. 1 ---&gt; Roy ChiuHusband no.2 ----&gt; i have no idea of who is he..Husband no.3 ---&gt; erm...my husband la...HAHAHAHA..thanks DESIREE!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115830442551953670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115830442551953670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/09/hunks.html' title='HUNKS'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115598774840901228</id><published>2006-08-19T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T20:00:36.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a sad sad situation</title><summary type='text'>DMSFT/11th/5A will come to an end in about 4 days time.its really sad...although i seldom go class esp starting from sem 4 onwards..but somehow i feel tt theres a bond between me and my classmates..althought i dun really know all of them..this is going too fast...my heart can't take it..loli'll miss everyone..( and they better miss me! haha)esp those who won't be studyin in SIM anymore...i'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115598774840901228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115598774840901228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-sad-sad-situation.html' title='Its a sad sad situation'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115471110544079413</id><published>2006-08-05T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T01:05:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elvin ng</title><summary type='text'>  Handsome!Very handsome!actually im supposed to be in rui en's position.. but i was sick la......i give her a chance only...Too handsome..nice body with an uncoloured tattoo.nice coloured tattoo...the hair must goNice body.his hair must go..the guy beside him mustgo even more..Julian hee...ok la..quite handsome la...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115471110544079413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115471110544079413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/08/elvin-ng.html' title='elvin ng'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115419391740172508</id><published>2006-07-30T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T01:27:28.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday no.3</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!Going to meet desiree chen ling ling later..in about few hours time..tts if i can wake up.....ahahalast night.we went to raffles city to eat...den after that she bought me these cakes...its really nice...but,(i dunno why every nice thing she does always accompanied by a word BUT..)when she hold the box of cakes for me..she held it upside down!... -.-"went to esplanade aft tt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115419391740172508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115419391740172508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-no3.html' title='birthday no.3'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115414751570476580</id><published>2006-07-29T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:31:55.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday no. 2</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELLY!(although shes not in singapore and she don't really know bout my blog..but its ok...its the thought that counts..haha..)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115414751570476580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115414751570476580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-no-2.html' title='birthday no. 2'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115401688546650422</id><published>2006-07-28T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:14:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday number 1</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEONA!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115401688546650422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115401688546650422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-number-1.html' title='birthday number 1'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115399115640390394</id><published>2006-07-27T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T23:49:45.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my gratitude</title><summary type='text'>yesterday, lydia, suba, jacqueline, pauline and desiree gave mean advance birthday gifts.its so nice of them..thank u so much...i love u guys...girls i mean..lollydia hand made something for me..its really sweet of her...she never fails to surprise me with her creativity...its really nice..u all should see it...Suba n jacqueline gave me a bracelet and a necklace..i love it...its nice too...very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115399115640390394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115399115640390394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-gratitude.html' title='my gratitude'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115362950630629064</id><published>2006-07-23T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:38:26.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the calling</title><summary type='text'>So lately, been wonderingWho will be there to take my placeWhen I'm gone you'll need love to light the shadows on your faceIf a great wave shall fall and fall upon us allThen between the sand and stone, could you make it on your ownIf could, then I would,I'll go wherever you will goWay up high or down low, I'll go wherever you will goAnd maybe, I'll find outA way to make it back somedayTo watch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115362950630629064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115362950630629064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/calling.html' title='the calling'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115286187943121746</id><published>2006-07-14T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T15:24:39.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a saying..</title><summary type='text'>IT TAKES 2 HANDS TO CLAP...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115286187943121746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115286187943121746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/saying.html' title='a saying..'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115228913873997371</id><published>2006-07-08T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:18:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend...what about her?</title><summary type='text'>im quite bored now tts y im blogging..and since i've got nothing better to blog about..i'll blog about someone...i know she's been waiting ten thousand yearsjust for me to type all these out...and definitely for sure her ego will go sky high after she read this..but im willing to take the risk..the most i'll make sure my mp3 is fully charged so thatwhenever she yaya to me..i can listen to my mp3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115228913873997371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115228913873997371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/friendwhat-about-her.html' title='Friend...what about her?'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115211834566374872</id><published>2006-07-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:52:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a story</title><summary type='text'>Let me tell y'all a story...its a so called fairy tale but with no ending..Once upon a time...In the great but small dot called Singapore..there are flowers bloomingpeaceful residential areas..and good upright citizensIts no difference from paradise..You see beautiful LEGAL animals running around freely in this safe and sound countryShopping was the greatest thing that all females experiencedand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115211834566374872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115211834566374872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/story.html' title='a story'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115194979074881297</id><published>2006-07-04T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:03:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm speechless</title><summary type='text'>Utterly Disappointed..finally i can use these words at the Most appropriate time of the year..im really upset by someone who is closest to me right now..she don't seemed to understand how i feel and all..understand don't literally mean as to put herself in my shoes...but she should know how much effort i did put in to save a friendship thatwas 1/2 ruined between me and another friend.whenever ppl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115194979074881297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115194979074881297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-speechless.html' title='I&apos;m speechless'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115169150332791904</id><published>2006-07-01T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T02:21:58.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST IT once again</title><summary type='text'>i love you and you love me...we were meant to be together...we went thru thick and thin...you look nice when you're with me and i look nice when im with u..you are one of a kind...u made me smile..u created an impact in my life..you are different from the rest...and i actually LOST YOU!you mean everything to me..i cannot live without you..and wad i did today was really imbecile..im at fault...im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115169150332791904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115169150332791904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/07/lost-it-once-again_115169150332791904.html' title='LOST IT once again'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115151683795327390</id><published>2006-06-29T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:47:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE</title><summary type='text'>finally..the anonymous tagger is GONEfucking GONE!told u she won't last ...gutless tts all i've to say..probably the real person behind it is afraid of tagging herselfso she went to get another person to help her tag...cuz of the IP address and all..hahaha...stupid...anyway i already know who the fuck issit la.i just don't wanna fucking expose HER!just play along ... since she enjoy the reply she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115151683795327390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115151683795327390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/gone.html' title='GONE'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115134627225236090</id><published>2006-06-27T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:40:01.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anonymous tagger</title><summary type='text'>Don't Fuck around with my blog..~ whatever happens to you we'll see but it's not gonna happen to me~&gt;&gt;&gt; to discriminate only generates hate&lt;&lt;&lt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115134627225236090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115134627225236090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/anonymous-tagger.html' title='anonymous tagger'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115091048002777682</id><published>2006-06-22T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:21:20.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day full of cab rides</title><summary type='text'>went to meet desiree after choosing my subjects for UOLquite happy with it cuz AT LEAST i have company andthe subjects will benefit me.We wanted to choose marketing but come to think about it,wads the point? i've already got a cert for that in my diploma,why would i wanna do smth which is the same as my diplomait'll be a total waste of money and time.i'll do something different tts y i chose </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115091048002777682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115091048002777682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-full-of-cab-rides_22.html' title='day full of cab rides'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115072670496068433</id><published>2006-06-19T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:18:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex Polstra!</title><summary type='text'>Orientation was super boring today...and its ALOT of people....!!!Thank god someone wasn't here today with meif not i'll be paiseh by his/her actions...(just dun wanna say who issit la)Left halfway cuz i can't sitting in the middle of the crowd and not talking....Went town after that...did something to my 'famous' belt..and bought another beltas well as a belt buckle...while walking around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115072670496068433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115072670496068433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/alex-polstra_19.html' title='Alex Polstra!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-115047001124721795</id><published>2006-06-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:00:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This i swear!</title><summary type='text'>I may not say it quite as much as I should When I say I love you darling that means for good So open up your heart and let me in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115047001124721795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/115047001124721795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-i-swear.html' title='This i swear!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114969926977745835</id><published>2006-06-07T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:01:23.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving-Final Evaluation</title><summary type='text'>Today...i had driving lessons from 1245pm-415pm..tough day...i was so breathless after my driving..i didn't eat anything and worst i've to turn so many roundswhile parking and all...i was really tired..i finally finished all the lessons..i can take my test now..today i had an evaluation...i did REALLY WELL! 26 demerit points with 2 immediate failures..?ya..i guessed i did well...-.-"I forced the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114969926977745835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114969926977745835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/driving-final-evaluation.html' title='Driving-Final Evaluation'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114944966226101304</id><published>2006-06-05T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T03:34:22.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS!</title><summary type='text'>Hello..Just watched this show on channel 56..the title is..erm..i think its something like'Devil..blah blah blah'...the main actress is tt girl..smal size one.got a mole on her cheek..erm...let me see how to describe..the guy is handsome! its actually his role in the show tt made him handsome..especially the part where the guy hugged the girl..omg..my heart melts..cuz one day i'll be tt girl..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114944966226101304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114944966226101304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/06/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114891455989434356</id><published>2006-05-29T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:55:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off!!!!</title><summary type='text'>i don't understand y r u so obsessed and into feng shui so much!if u r like tt..den tts ur problem...but im not...i believe myself more than feng shui...i don't need a feng shui manto tell me what clothes i should wear, what school to study, where to goand what to eat! I am FIT to do it myself...u depend on feng shui soo much tt u neglected how the fuck i felt..yes...im fucking pissed with u...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114891455989434356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114891455989434356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/05/fuck-off-fuck-off-fuck-off-fuck-off.html' title='fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off!!!!'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114884503384591824</id><published>2006-05-29T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:17:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utt</title><summary type='text'>Saw him at the airport yesterday.went there to study with lydia and he suddenly appeared..he is damn handsome...i tried stalking him..hahaha...nth to do la..but ended up stalking his friend( a fat lady)instead..and the worst is that the fat lady dissappeared into thin air just like tt..hahaha...was really shocked to see him..he's so handsome!!...ok..enough...exams are coming...i hate finance...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114884503384591824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114884503384591824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/05/utt.html' title='Utt'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114856834244770502</id><published>2006-05-25T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:45:42.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses</title><summary type='text'>Each year he sent her roses,and the note would always say,I love you even more this year,than last year on this day.My love for you will always grow,with every passing year."She knew this was the last timethat the roses would appear.She thought, he ordered rosesin advance before this day.Her loving husband did not know,that he would pass away.He always liked to do things early,way before the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114856834244770502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114856834244770502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/05/roses.html' title='Roses'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114805786832877588</id><published>2006-05-20T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:58:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven by your side</title><summary type='text'>You and I, cannot hide,The love we feel indside, the words we need to sayI feel that I have always walked aloneBut now that you're here with me, there'll always be a place that I can goSuddenly our destiny has started to unfoldWhen you're next to me, I can see the greatest story love has ever toldNow my life is blessed with the love of an angel, how can it be true?Somebody to keep the dream alive</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114805786832877588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114805786832877588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/05/heaven-by-your-side.html' title='Heaven by your side'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114745824229351428</id><published>2006-05-13T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:24:38.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting</title><summary type='text'>12/05/06i had the most interesting day of my life...went to bugis to meet up with yating,lydia and.. .. .. ... .. .. who else cici....i was late...my apologies...but the bus was really crowded..i wanted to stop some where and take cab but i can't even get out of the damn bus.when i was about to reach..lydia msged me say that yating and cici is angry with me..i thought its because i was late and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114745824229351428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6296170/posts/default/114745824229351428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthegreatest.blogspot.com/2006/05/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308727040649419003</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-6296170.post-114727631187890771</id><published>2006-05-10T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:27:34.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn me , Damn you!</title><summary type='text'>Feeling so fucked up these few days...i don't know why...probably too stressed over project stuffsand sometimes, ppl just keep talking nonsense to meand asking me nonsensical questions.i know its not nice of me to talk back to them in a rude manner..but have YOU ever thought about what are u talking about?your qns are so ... ... ... stupid i would say..not trying to be mean..but u kept asking me 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