<?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-18672439</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:20:16.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams, hope, style</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-5088351806199572207</id><published>2007-03-01T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:11:51.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Kyle (1/3/2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes, life indeed can be a rollercoaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;One minute, it's running up and the next, going all the way down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not just one, but everything. It's not undermining, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but just that it's not easy to place in my shoes too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Perhaps it's just part &amp; parcel of life that everyone has to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes, reality hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rather than forcing yaself to look on the brighter side of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's perhaps more apt to prepare yourself for what's going to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;rather than longing for the better when you know it's going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not that i'm a pessimist, but sometimes, for me to be able to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;thinking that way, i must have my reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do i give up because of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But just that, sometimes, the puzzle bobble just doesn't pop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Someone said before:"Wish for the best, Prepare for the worst"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I really hope that it was as simple to do as it sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not hoping for anything much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes, i just need a listening ear, some encouragements &amp;amp; support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After all, I'm human too, am i not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes, it's just that there's no one to even make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Somehow, i would be more than willing to trade places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Perhaps then, it wouldn't be all that bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Try as hard as i can to change, somehow it doesn't get appreciated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Much as i try to do, it doesn't as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Smoky as it seems, but it will all be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Instead, as always, perhaps I'm going to have to embrace what's going to come very soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Very soon indeed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-5088351806199572207?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5088351806199572207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=5088351806199572207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/5088351806199572207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/5088351806199572207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2007/03/chronicles-of-kyle-132007-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-5500962319274082774</id><published>2007-02-27T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T13:04:38.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Kyle (27/2/07)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer won the oscar!!! Weeee!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwFnQjtrSMI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dreamgirls reunited to perform "Love U i do", "Listen" &amp;amp; "Patience". I CARN BELIEVE NONE OF THESE SONGS WON THE OSCAR!!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kYVc4g9uzgw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-5500962319274082774?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5500962319274082774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=5500962319274082774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/5500962319274082774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/5500962319274082774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/chronicles-of-kyle-27207-jennifer-won.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-5911809684614108238</id><published>2007-02-26T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:24:39.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Kyle - 26/2/07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pR_H5vWoTdQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce Knowles - Listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A melody I've start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But can't complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's only beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To find release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the time has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;for my dreams to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Into your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;all cause you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am alone at a crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I tried and tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To say whats on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I followed the voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You should have listened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is someone here inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Someone I'd thought had died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ohh I'm free now and my dreams to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;They will not be pushed aside or worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Into your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;All cause you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't know where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I'll be moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you don't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you won't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LISTEN!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A melody I've start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I will complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I followed the voice, you think you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;my ownn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-5911809684614108238?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5911809684614108238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=5911809684614108238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/5911809684614108238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/5911809684614108238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-3642438037468741298</id><published>2007-02-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:27:17.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chronicles of Kyle ( 17/2/2007 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tears are a bit salty, a bit sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your chest kisses the side of my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Look back at the snow we tread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;slowly melting into grasslands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm just like you, never regretting, not even for a second&lt;br /&gt;Love is that continuous, that lasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When it comes to our destiny, who will bid farewell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The shoreline makes people keep wanderingalways beautiful, meandering more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;We're too stubborn, even the heavens don't have the heart to oppose&lt;br /&gt;The kindness of one glance, the sincere love of eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;How many degrees of reincarnation without love being extinguishedcan cover the years with a red carpet, a testimony to our limits&lt;br /&gt;The phrase "Loving dearly" encompasses eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The oath should be longer than forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If it weren't for the changes brought about by time,how would true love appear?&lt;br /&gt;The ferry crosses heavy winds and cold rain, the warmth of spring is here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-3642438037468741298?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3642438037468741298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=3642438037468741298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/3642438037468741298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/3642438037468741298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/chronicles-of-kyle-1722007-tears-are.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115667582143138547</id><published>2006-08-27T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:00:48.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Philosophy&lt;/b&gt;. You should be a Philosophy major! Like the Philosopher, you are contemplative and you enjoy thinking about the purpose for humanity's existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'100'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'92'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Linguistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'92'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Sociology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Journalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'58'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'58'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Anthropology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'42'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;42%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'25'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!&amp;lt;3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115667582143138547?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115667582143138547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115667582143138547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115667582143138547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115667582143138547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-scored-as-philosophy.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157219207353823</id><published>2006-06-29T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:09:52.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;br /&gt;Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.People crave your praise and complements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157219207353823?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157219207353823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157219207353823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157219207353823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157219207353823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-hidden-talent-your-natural-talent.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157201971400448</id><published>2006-06-29T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:07:25.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#c0e3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A Pisces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ddf0f9;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/pisces.jpg" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What's good about you: carefree and compassionate, you are truly light hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: when things get bad, you tend to retreat and not let others in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love: you're a true romantic - it's flowers, bubble baths, and candles all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: eager to lend a sympathetic ear and likely to develop a deep connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: bartender, magician, or secret agent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: simple clothes that don't distract from your personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: seafood - from fish sticks to salmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157201971400448?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157201971400448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157201971400448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157201971400448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157201971400448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-should-be-pisces-whats-good-about.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157168419772149</id><published>2006-06-29T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:01:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is the key to my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to obedience and warmth.In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157168419772149?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157168419772149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157168419772149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157168419772149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157168419772149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-is-key-to-my-heart-keys-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157149635587535</id><published>2006-06-29T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:58:50.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Power Level is: 89%&lt;br /&gt;You have all the tools you need to be a success - both professionally and personally.You'll probably go beyond reaching your goals. You'll change the world (at least a little).&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS GETTING INSANE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157149635587535?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157149635587535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157149635587535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157149635587535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157149635587535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-power-level-is-89-you-have-all.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157133782751208</id><published>2006-06-29T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:55:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Polyamory&lt;br /&gt;You want to have your cake... and everyone else's.Which isn't a bad thing, if everyone else gets to eat too!You're too much of a free spirit to be tied down by a traditional relationship.You think relationships should be open and free, with few restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY DISAGREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157133782751208?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157133782751208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157133782751208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157133782751208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157133782751208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-ideal-relationship-is-polyamory_29.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157117068800686</id><published>2006-06-29T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:52:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are 87% Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpiscesareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howpiscesareyouquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157117068800686?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157117068800686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157117068800686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157117068800686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157117068800686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-87-pisces-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157097914037786</id><published>2006-06-29T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:49:39.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You Have A Type B+ Personality&lt;br /&gt;You're a pro at going with the flowYou love to kick back and take in everything life has to offerA total joy to be around, people crave your stability.While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's doneYou're passionate - just selective about your passions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157097914037786?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157097914037786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157097914037786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157097914037786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157097914037786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-have-type-b-personality-youre-pro.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157071975562726</id><published>2006-06-29T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:45:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You Are Smokin' Hot&lt;br /&gt;You're a terrible flirt, a sharp dresser, and a party animal.Of course, you're totally sizzling too. And for you, being hot just comes naturally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157071975562726?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157071975562726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157071975562726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157071975562726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157071975562726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-smokin-hot-youre-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157029492309570</id><published>2006-06-29T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:38:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You Are 18 Years Old&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157029492309570?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157029492309570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157029492309570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157029492309570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157029492309570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-18-years-old-under-12-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115157011783743988</id><published>2006-06-29T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:35:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;br /&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorableEven a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's lifeBy giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115157011783743988?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115157011783743988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115157011783743988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157011783743988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115157011783743988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-seduction-style-fantasy-lover-you.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-115156932953954393</id><published>2006-06-29T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:27:13.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;    You Are a Natural Flirt&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, you're a really effective flirt.And you're so good, you hardly notice that you're flirting.Your attitude and confidence make you a natural flirt.And the fact that you don't know it is just that more attractive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-115156932953954393?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115156932953954393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=115156932953954393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115156932953954393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/115156932953954393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-natural-flirt-believe-it-or.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114449404966299701</id><published>2006-04-08T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:00:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chronicles Of Kyle (8/4/06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Slow Dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/deliberate.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Deliberate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/gentle.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gentle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/love.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/dreamer.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (DGLDm)    Steady, reliable, and cradling her tenderly. Take a deep breath, and let it out real easy...you are The Slow Dancer.     Your focus is love, not sex, and for your age, you have average experience. But you're a great, thoughtful guy, and your love life improves every year. There's also a powerful elimination process working in your favor: most Playboy types get stuck raising unwanted kids before you even begin settling down. The women left over will be hot and yours. Your ideal woman is someone intimate, intelligent, and very supportive.&lt;br /&gt;Your exact opposite:The Hornivore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/random.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/brutal.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brutal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/sex.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/master.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture11.src='http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGLDm.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;    While you're not exactly the life of the party, you do thrive in small groups of smart people. Your circle of friends is extra tight and it's HIGHLY likely they're just like you. You appreciate symmetry in relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ALWAYS AVOID: The Battleaxe CONSIDER: The Maid of Honor or The Sonnet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114449404966299701?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114449404966299701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114449404966299701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114449404966299701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114449404966299701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/chronicles-of-kyle-8406-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114449243711120463</id><published>2006-04-08T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T18:33:57.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of kyle (8/4/06)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are Bahamut!You scored 14 good or evil, 18 spirituality, 2 power, and 22 intelligence!&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear that? Something on the horizon stirs a cyclone from thin air, clouds boil and darken, the air grows chill as an unmistakeable sound pierces the air. The clouds part and a stream of pure white light streaks the sky, obliterating anything it touches, sparking countless explosions and drawing both gasps of terror and screams of agony in chorus. Granted, Bahamut has been known to play both sides, but he's usually on the side of good. He's extremely old, very wise, and lacking none of the power he wielded long ago. Basically he's a demi-god, but for our purposes he's the embodiment of all the best traits - intelligence, spirit, strength and good. Appearing in practically every single Final Fantasy in some form or other, Bahamut is synonymous with not only power, but strength of will, wisdom and strength of character. I must applaud you, test taker, for you are in a class all your own. If you really measure up to Bahamut's impressive list of attributes, you're alright in my book. Your polar opposite is the Goblin. You're likely to get along with anyone aligned with Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;function drawPercentileBox(score,varname) {&lt;br /&gt;var WIDTH=150;&lt;br /&gt;if (score &gt; 99) score=99;&lt;br /&gt;if (score WIDTH-1) w1=WIDTH-1;&lt;br /&gt;var w2 = WIDTH-w1;&lt;br /&gt;var res=""&lt;br /&gt;+ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;+ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;+ ""&lt;br /&gt;+ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;+ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;+ "You scored higher than "+score+"% on "&lt;br /&gt;+ varname + "";&lt;br /&gt;C_AREA += res;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;var C_AREA="";&lt;br /&gt;if ("4" == "1") {&lt;br /&gt;C_AREA += "My test tracked 1 variable";&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;else {&lt;br /&gt;C_AREA += "My test tracked 4 variables";&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;C_AREA += " How you compared to other people "&lt;br /&gt;+ "your age and gender:";&lt;br /&gt;drawPercentileBox(70,"purity");&lt;br /&gt;drawPercentileBox(81,"faith");&lt;br /&gt;drawPercentileBox(27,"strength");&lt;br /&gt;drawPercentileBox(84,"intelligence");&lt;br /&gt;C_AREA += "";&lt;br /&gt;setInnerHTML("comparisonarea",C_AREA);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114449243711120463?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114449243711120463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114449243711120463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114449243711120463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114449243711120463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/chronicles-of-kyle-8406-99-score99-if.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114449161333742715</id><published>2006-04-08T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T18:20:13.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of kyle (8/4/06)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E6E6FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a virtual roller coaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride.Your mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when you're happy, this is a good thing.When you get in a dark mood, watch out - it's very hard to get you out of it.It's sometimes hard for you to cheer up, and your gloom can be contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your warm heart&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Trouble controlling your emotions&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Musical note&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What'&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114449161333742715?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114449161333742715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114449161333742715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114449161333742715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114449161333742715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/chronicles-of-kyle-8406-your-birthdate.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114405801812645915</id><published>2006-04-03T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:04:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chronicles of Kyle ( 3/4/06 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seemingly routine day was embedded with some spice. All because of 50 cents....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arose from my slumber at about 6.15pm in the morning. Took a shower and did my daily maintainance of my skin(cleansing and toning). By the time i was done, it was 6.50. I knew i had better speed up or i would run the risk of being late for the 3rd consecutive time. I gobbled my food and rushed to the lift, and oh well, 188 flew past at that time. Fortunately, another 188 came by less than 2 minutes later and i thought " Great! I wouldn't be late today after all!"Well, it was a disaster in disguise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;188 reached the polyclinic bus-stop at 7.10a.m. Upong alighting, 3 buses were approaching, as if to welcome my presence. Oh well, all 3 buses were full....Gosh...it was 7.14am.m and not a bus in sight. I was pondering whether to harbour the hope of a bus coming which i could get onto or to walk to school instead. Well i decided to take a risk and wait for the bus instead. Finally! 941. My typical experience of 941 after 7 was that it was practically empty, therefore leading me into believeing that i could make it on time after all. I was wrong. It was filled to the brim, horizontally of course. It was 7.17a.m. when i decided to hail a taxi. Not a taxi which was available. 7.20a.m. I'm late. Can't be bothered anymore. That was when 941 came. I wonder if i'm down on luck today. Well i had no wallet, lost my i/c and ez-link, so had to surrender my bag instead. Another embarrassing moment of my life...Having to empty my bag in front of so many people. I will remember this. I turned my head and there it was, Miss X, looking in my direction. I knew that she might find some opportunity to pick on me again today, (not as if i'm already not used to it since day 1 of 2006). I wonder if i had offended her in my previous life. Knowing that there was a probability that she would rub salt to the wound only worsened my mood. I told my friends that i was not going to tolerate Mrs X for more inch of a second if she criticized me today. Maximum saturation reached. Qian Hua and YiJun said " U go out to the society also will meet this kind of people one mah. Even your boss will pick on you, but still must ren right?" Alright, that gave some food for thought. I was enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck was returning to my side again. It was b test during b period which didn't give her the chance to pick on me. Test was hard to a certain extent, but i was more thanful for the fact that i had escape from one day of criticism from Miss X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, as i stepped out of the gate, i realized that i didn't have any coins with me, and therefore i couldn't take a bus home. So i decided to take a stroll home. That was when an unseemingly routine day changed. The walk seemed like an experience to open up my mind. The greenery all around was bewildering. Initally, it seemed like a heavenly garden full of lush greenery, a scene reminscent to where Lord OF The Rings was filmed. I never noticed such a picturesque view at such an area in the vincity. As i walked on, the scene changed. It turned into a mangrove swamp, with long twining branches and plants drooping down. I felt like i was in a jungle, escaping from grave danger. At that moment, the weather changed too. The luscious, cotton-like clouds disappeared from sight and the milky-blue sky turned into a deep purple colour. Lighting flashed. A downpour was imminent....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, i was already at the bus-stop on my place. Took the lift and walked back into the comfort of my home...It had already started raining then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk back home really opened my eyes to the wonders of the world. So long as you take the time to look around you, you will find beauty and art in all that is around you. So, think positively, open your heart and mind, let your soul wander and bond with the truly ambiguous world waiting to be discovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114405801812645915?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114405801812645915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114405801812645915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114405801812645915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114405801812645915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/chronicles-of-kyle-3406-seemingly.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114353999125231157</id><published>2006-03-28T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:01:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chronicles Of Kyle( 28/3/06 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fairly exhaustive day, considering that i slept really late last night due to talking to my godbro until about 3 plus about emo problems, and i had to master lots of energy today to stay awake. I must have dozed off for like at least 3 times today. Shucks! Need some sleep tonight. But well, what's worse was that i couldn't stand nor sit properly today. 5.2km cross country kinda knocked out my leg muscles... Can't believe the amount of damage done to my stamina after just fairly 3 months of not jogging, and so i went jogging again the day after cross country on saturday and sunday. That must have led to some muscle aches, couldn't bend dowe without feeling the pain in my legs. Anyway, Mrs Lim said wrote something on the board today during PCCG lessons. She wrote " TIME IS EASY TO SPEND, HARD TO USE ". Hmm.. i guess it was kinda enlightening, cos it made all of us think about how we actually manage our time since Mrs Lim keeps on stressing that we are 8 months away from the national exams and left with 8 more days( sundays and sundays per wk) to our Mid-Year, so we gotta plan our time properly. Fortunately, this Friday will be the last day the Sec 4s are required to attend band practices, so i can fully devote myself to my academic matters. Of course, i will miss band a lot. After all, it is what has helped me to breeze past the past 4 years of my secondary school life. I have learnt a lot, and grown a lot. Wonder where i would be without band. Haha enough said, my friends say that i will surely cry buckets during POP. Honestly, yea i tink so too, considering my typical emotional piscean nature, but i will try to hold back my tears. No matter what, these experiences will always remain etched in my mind, forever and always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114353999125231157?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114353999125231157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114353999125231157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114353999125231157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114353999125231157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/chronicles-of-kyle-28306-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114330732227157532</id><published>2006-03-26T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:23:16.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha im catching da chang jin fever....well i haf downloaded 7 versions of the theme song...and now im breathing the show every single second...the songs great...puts me in a great mood and tranquil state...weee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114330732227157532?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114330732227157532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114330732227157532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114330732227157532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114330732227157532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-im-catching-da-chang-jin-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-114248546062389956</id><published>2006-03-16T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:40:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost EZ-LInk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;shucks! i tink i lost my ez link card on the day back from camp.....Oh no! gotta go check at mrt station to see if card is being used cos it is giro-linked so can never use finish....IM SO DEAD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-114248546062389956?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114248546062389956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=114248546062389956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114248546062389956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/114248546062389956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/lost-ez-link.html' title='Lost EZ-LInk'/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-113256739261821169</id><published>2005-11-22T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:04:56.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memories To Reminisce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, February 15th&lt;br /&gt;Today was quinessentially nondescript. Just the same old tiring routine which a normal student typically follows on an average day in a school term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;10:51:52pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, February 16th&lt;br /&gt;I am in blissful ecstacy! The very pores of my skin are reasonating with joy! Know what? I got back my Physics retest paper today which 36 people in my class failed and retook and voila! I topped the class with a score of 16/20, when virtually one day ago, I scored one of the lowest in the class, a 10/40. Hehe, this proves I am quirt smart after all! “p. Haha, just kidding though. However, it truly shows hard work does pay off! It certainly was a moment of triumph and jubilation. I am sure my parents would be beaming with pride when they hear of this. I am at the zerith of my existence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;6:48:41pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, February 17th&lt;br /&gt;Today is arguably the nadir of an otherwise remarkably fine week. As thee are Physics and Chemistry common tests tomorrow. The afternoon saw me buried in my books, struggling half a life, as I ploughed my way through heaps of Physics and Chemistry notes. It was a sheer exercise in agony and pain to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;10:20:48pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, February 18th&lt;br /&gt;A day tinged with a curious oxymoronic blend of both joy and sorrow. ON the one hand, common tests have ended and I should be rejoicing, had I not have especially boring lessons followed by arduous and tediously long band practice to be topped by an exceeding grueling and torturous session of Maths tuition. Most apparently, I was drained and sapped of every single ounce of energy by the time I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;11:30:35pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, February 19th&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to a bright cheery morning, I made my way down to Jurong Junior College with my friend, Guoyi, for the “Love Fiesta” carnival. Reaching the venue, we immediately merged with the sea of people forming the entire complex. In the canteen, we were greeted with gastronomic pleasures offered by the various food stalls. There were many beautiful souveneirs displayed by the souvenier stalls and unique fizzy drinks prepared by the drinks stalls. I had a splendid time and ate to my heart’s content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;9:48:51pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, February 20th&lt;br /&gt;The day I have been waiting 364 ¼ days for. My…birthday! Waking up early in the morning, I was pleasantly greeted with a dozen or so phone messages wishing me happy birthday. Wasn’t I elated! Lunch was a simple affair at home of traditional Chinese birthday fare of “Mian Xian” cooked specially for me by my mum. After gobbling down lunch, I sped off to meet my friends who were celebrating my birthday with me. However, happy I was the entire day, I was nonetheless a wee bit worried about Outwards Bounds Course (OBS) which I attending tomorrow. In the evening, I devoted most of my time to packing my bags. Even as I am writing down this entry, my heart is visibly palpitating with sheer anticipation. To say I am merely excited is an understatement. I will most certainly treasure and cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to acquire new skills and uncover new limits and potentials for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, this has been a wonderful week and I am anticipating an even more eventful one ahead of me. Hello to tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;11:38:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-113256739261821169?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113256739261821169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=113256739261821169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113256739261821169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113256739261821169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/memories-to-reminisce-tuesday-february.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-113256518935234704</id><published>2005-11-22T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T17:26:29.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone tries to be the best that they can be&lt;br /&gt;But are actually the worst that they could ever be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone tries to get the most out of life&lt;br /&gt;But never had any motivations or dreams in their entire life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where the interior is covered and the exterior shown&lt;br /&gt;Making you feel as if this is not the person you had ever known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone strives for himself&lt;br /&gt;But never bothers to care about anyone except for himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where people preach about the bible and say the prayers&lt;br /&gt;But never thought about the meaning in complicated layers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where people are weak and fendless&lt;br /&gt;But trying to overcome the problems which are endless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where people are jealous of each other&lt;br /&gt;And end up doing each other in together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where people are helping one another&lt;br /&gt;But are actually making use of one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world where people’s minds are in a whirl&lt;br /&gt;And end up carrying on their life with a twirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly world&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone eventually dies&lt;br /&gt;But ends their meaningless life with a terrible lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this ugly world,&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning of a beautiful and happy life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-113256518935234704?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113256518935234704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=113256518935234704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113256518935234704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113256518935234704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/ugly-world-where-everyone-tries-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-113256491137773987</id><published>2005-11-22T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:35:09.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This world is full of irony. There are many things which happen very strangely which make things very difficult to comprehend. When there is no logic or reasons to explain for the cause of the event, it is natural for the person to jump to conclusions and presume the reasons. This is the time when our imagination jumps in. The reason is that our imagination is so versatile and can transcend beyond boundaries. Our imagination can lead us to think of so many things which do not exist in life or which is impossible to occur in our lives. The images of our imagination makes us feel the sense of wonderment and be in awe of how our wonders that our imagination creates. For me, I have imagined myself as a supermodel strutting down the runway, imagined being in a graveyard at night where there isn’t a single soul in sight and a witch appeared and wanted to kill me( this was the nightmare which haunted me so very often during my childhood days). This really helps us to spice up our life as if our lives were just so plain and logical, then wouldn’t it be so boring and uninspiring? Sometimes our imagination can affect us in the negative way as well. Often, there are people who have emotional problems and in turn, it affects their thinking and they begin to imagine negative things and when it reaches a stage whereby they can’t differentiate between real life and their imagination, they will start to carry out actions of their imaginations. That is what leads people to committing to suicide, etc. Thus we ought to realize the powers our imagination beholds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-113256491137773987?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113256491137773987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=113256491137773987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113256491137773987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113256491137773987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-world-is-full-of-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-113163769936999191</id><published>2005-11-11T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T17:27:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha today went to school as usual. Perhaps due to sleeping late last night, i was still hugging my bed not wanting to wake up, in the end woke up at 7.30 instead of 6.30. Had school as usual, Physics was probably most interesting ever! Didnt even realize that 1hr had passed until he ended the lessons. Well, seems like treasuring the moment is most important cos Mr Chun will be back next year...haf to idea how i will fare then. Haha but then, next year's my crucial yr so no matter wad also must pia haha i wan to get good grades lo haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, went home and over to westmall again after school to buy physics tys( the compulsory sch one which i didn't buy) with Wai Kit and realized it has been republished and the structure of the qs are no longer the same. Thus, decided to stick to redspot instead as it has worked solutions, which kinda helps me a lot. Yea, then went home and sleep!"p. It was raining and the weather was so tempting that i fell for it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7, had dinner, hmm wad did i haf? okies stm back again. Wait let me think.........think......Forgot! I only remember i had soup. Haha i am suffering from dementia alright. Well after that, went back to my studies and revised for Physics test tomorrow...hope to score well! Now chatting..Haha so tht's about it for today! Au Revoir! "D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-113163769936999191?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113163769936999191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113163769936999191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/haha-today-went-to-school-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18672439.post-113153202046743547</id><published>2005-11-10T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T17:30:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey! back again. well just came back from swimming. haha luckily did not swim at bukit batok pool cos dad told me that it was raining here just now while i was swimming. Lucky me. Hmm well, been pretty bewildered by something twinnie told me about. He said i was having the perfect life; being in the best class, having so many leadership positions and having someone who teng me. However, i told him perfection brings more imperfection cos i dun think i am having the perfect life at all. On the contrary, it seems more like the imperfect life. There were so many sacrifices that i had to make as a leader: relationship with friends, time, results. Given a chocie, i would rather not have any leadership roles at all and be just a commoner free of all burdens and troubles. What else? Hmm best class...well certainly the drop from 7th to 101th in level this yr is nothing glorious and so what's there to be envious about? Nothing at all. Serious, the only thing i am longing for now is to wait for holidays to come next week, have fun at chalets and camps. Besides that, i want to focus on my academics and await passing down next year. Haha isnt it fun to do selections and deliberations for the new leaders? Well, for me, i am certainly very eager about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, anything else? Haha oh ya! Been very involved in swimming and working out recently as well as badminton with my primary school friends. BADMINTON IS FUN! Haha rarity that i like sports but ya, there are still a number that are my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hmmm very fan about something. Haha well, people who knows about it( u know hu u r:D), i think you will understand, but yu, hopefully all bodes well. Haha think i am done for today unless something interesting pops up. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-113153202046743547?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113153202046743547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=113153202046743547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113153202046743547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113153202046743547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/chronicles-of-life.html' title='Chronicles of life'/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18672439.post-113119465570579822</id><published>2005-11-06T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T17:31:37.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sO HaPpY todAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hallo guys! haha today marks the day of the reopening of my blog..er hem..but in another website.haha hope this one won't rot. yeap now trying to upload songs and tagboard, so be back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18672439-113119465570579822?l=parisamodelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113119465570579822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18672439&amp;postID=113119465570579822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113119465570579822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18672439/posts/default/113119465570579822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parisamodelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-happy-today.html' title='sO HaPpY todAY'/><author><name>yibiao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941391879051549228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
