<?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-11048321</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:18:24.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mystory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11048321.post-111076478576733640</id><published>2005-03-14T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:21:34.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4 (ending)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After three months of dating, LKX proposed to Elise. As the 1-carat diamond ring fits onto Elise's hand, she was so happy in her heart. She has been waiting for this moment for 20 long years. They finally walk down the aisle on 20th of November and they lived happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;The End&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have now end my story. Please write down your comments on this story. Feel free to write them down.&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/11048321-111076478576733640?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/111076478576733640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=111076478576733640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/111076478576733640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/111076478576733640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/03/part-4-ending.html' title='Part 4 (ending)'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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-11048321.post-110967879079021232</id><published>2005-03-01T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:06:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Many people wonder why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But no one can read her mind.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That was what every one says. Every person knew Elise as a weird person one could wonder why a person must put all her heart on just one person who parted with her long, long ago. Eventually, almost everyone fell in love and realised what love means. Many years passed and eventually, LKX and Elise met each other again in a class gathering of their former class. Their eyes met each other as they moved in together for the first time into the function hall. They held each other's hands.Everybody from their former class looked at them and felt happy for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How romantic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11048321-110967879079021232?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/110967879079021232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=110967879079021232' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110967879079021232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110967879079021232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/03/part-4.html' title='Part 4'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11048321.post-110949992450203719</id><published>2005-02-27T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:51:35.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Although they parted, Elise still sometimes think about LKX &amp; what he is doing at that time. Elise met many boys, some even much more betterlooking than LKX, but she never fell in love with them. Throughout the years, when asked is she in love with anyone other than LKX, her answer will always be a no. Many of her friends wonder what is love &amp;amp; only her can give the true answer to what is love. They persuade her to forget LKX &amp; get another boyfriend but no matter what she do, she can never forget him. For 20 years, all these happened &amp;amp; no one can ever persuade her to forget him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11048321-110949992450203719?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/110949992450203719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=110949992450203719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110949992450203719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110949992450203719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/02/part-3.html' title='Part 3'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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-11048321.post-110939604605344948</id><published>2005-02-26T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T13:34:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Please post a comment if you think I am not doing good enough so I can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11048321-110939604605344948?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/110939604605344948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=110939604605344948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110939604605344948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110939604605344948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/02/comments-anyone.html' title='Comments, anyone?'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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-11048321.post-110931684332669399</id><published>2005-02-25T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T15:34:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;  Six years, she met another boy she know she will be destined to marry &amp; he is LKX(written in short form to protect the identity of the person). In the two years, many people match LKX with another  girl. Her heart broke &amp; kept quiet for the two years, still with the secret kept deeply in her heart. At the end of the second year they met, she finally spilled the secrets out to her friends. Instead of helping her keep the secret, they told LKX without thinking how she would feel after that. She felt embarrassed that everyone in her class know about that. Elise never forget LKX even after they went their own ways &amp; can still clearly remember how he looks like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11048321-110931684332669399?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/110931684332669399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=110931684332669399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110931684332669399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110931684332669399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/02/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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-11048321.post-110923541195770742</id><published>2005-02-24T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T15:34:07.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is a story of a girl named Elise(absolutely not me). Since young, she had a crush on someone but did not tell him. In the end, he left &amp;amp; they never really met again. A year later, they met again. She wondered in her mind,"Why did I like him when we are young? He doesn't even look good!"Since then, even if they met they never talked to each other again.Elise moved on with her life.&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/11048321-110923541195770742?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/110923541195770742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=110923541195770742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110923541195770742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110923541195770742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/02/part-1.html' title='Part 1'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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-11048321.post-110923439669080153</id><published>2005-02-24T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:39:56.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I'm going to tell you a true love story!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This story will continue unless I've got not enough time.But I will somehow tell you if you want to hear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11048321-110923439669080153?l=elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/110923439669080153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11048321&amp;postID=110923439669080153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110923439669080153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11048321/posts/default/110923439669080153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinelimhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-story.html' title='My story'/><author><name>LKX+EYYL=True Love 4-Ever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16543232860976421797</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>
