﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Daphne_Ng's Xanga</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Daphne_Ng</description><language>zh-hk</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Friday, December 29, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/559351260/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/559351260/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 15:32:34 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;singapore is a wicked place. everytime i came here i got sick :( so i started throwing up on the plane and i thought i would get better once i landed.. but no! so sadly i had to stay in bed for 2 days coz whenever i tried to get up i felt i was gonna faint. and coudlnt' eat coz i jsut want to throw up.. sigh being sick SUCKS. :D so i'm so happy now that i'm all goood. and i did have a safe trip here.. so it's all good :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so while i was sick.. according to my mum.. internet was out for 2 days. no MSN no AIM no FACEBOOK no HOTMAIL no WEBMAIL no XANGA no YAHOO no GOOGLE no EVERYTHING lol. but it's all good now too! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;from lying on bed all day and separated from the rest of the world.. i realized the little man was not there. was he sick as i was? was he fast asleep from the quietness? or was he just tooo tired to bother me right now? i wish he doesn't like me anymore coz i'm not a fun person to hang out with. but anyways.. i kicked him away for 2 days :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/559351260/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 26, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/558793454/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/558793454/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 07:30:46 GMT</pubDate><description>last day in hk in 2006... decided to stay home and do nothing.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
hv been back for a week.. what hv i done? let's seeee: eating +
sleeping :P food is sooo good here and i've decided that it'd be a
waste if i don stuff them into my stomach as much as i could. and what
about my workout plan? hahhaa nah i tried to run.. but after 15 mins i
realized i couldn't rrly breathe so i gave up. sigh. good thing hv been
getting lots of sleep. ohhhh and lots of driving too :D although i
always drift to the left if i dint' pay enough attention lol.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
meeting hs frds was fun. i love mark six :D i think i can spend my
whole day with them and i think i'll hv a happy life. too bad loyi is
leaving in an hour and i'm not gonna see her for at least a yr? and i'm
leaving in 22 hrs. but i'll come back hopefully :P&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
hk is fun.. but alien. 1. there're so many ppl around.. i wonder where
all these ppl come from 2. but i wonder where all my frds go. i am only
staying for a week so it's not possible to see all of my frds... a lot
i rrly rrly wanted to see. but on the other hand i feel so far away
from everyone.. it's like i'm from a different planet and i don feel
related to anyone anymore. i think some of them feel the same way so
everytime we'll just be like oh too bad timing's not right this time
we'll see each other next time. but how many next time will there be? i
should be back next xmas but who knows. the only reason i'm comign
back.. is to see my family. and frds. hk by itself doesn't mean
anything to me without the ppl i love. and everytime i come back.. good
frds become frds. frds become acquaintances. acquaintances become
strangers. it's sad and sometimes i'd rather not come back and live in
a hope that i still hv good frds around just that we're too far apart
to talk to each other often. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
din't rrly want to go to singapore but i'm a bit excited now i think.
there are frds there that hvn't become strangers yet... i hope. and
singapore means spending more time with my parents. since there's no my
room / my parent's room / bedroom / living room / dining room. it's all
one gigantic space where we see each other every sec we are home. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
do i miss ithaca? i donno. ithaca is a lonely place. but at least ppl
are around. and there's sch to keep u busy to not think about shit.
maybe that's why i never write here when i'm at sch and when i do write
on holidays most of my xanga entries are sad coz i'm just tooo free and
shitty thoughts just happen. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
home. everyone's so excited to go home. i can see it on everyone's face
when they leave ithaca. i will be tooo. if there's one. or maybe there
is but i just refuse to call it home. first year i've ever think:
*shrug* i'm going home. maybe a slightly exciting thought. but not
rrly. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
okok maybe i'm being pessimistic again. i've been out seeing frds since
i came back and it's the first day i rrly stay home home and do
nothing. it's a peaceful feeling and u'd say i should enjoy it but i
just hate being alone. i told ppl that i can't do stuff alone. it's
like there's this little man in my head that tells me: u're a loser
everytime i do stuff by myself. it's not a good thing i think. so i try
to shut this little man up by doing things. anything. and sch becomes
the easiest way to shut him up coz it just takes up so much of my time.
maybe i'm not working hard coz of any dreams or coz i'm scared of
failure or any other noble reason. maybe it's just to shut this little
man up.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
or maybe i do believe in my dream. i believe one day i'll never hv to
worry abt the little man again and live happily ever after.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
if anyone ever read till here. thx. i know my language didn't make a lot of sense. &lt;br&gt;
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btw merry christmas everyone! ok christmas is supposed to be a happy season :D&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/558793454/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 18, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/556801806/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/556801806/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 14:48:46 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BACK TO HK! :D&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="2"&gt;call me or email me or come knock on my door!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/556801806/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, October 09, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/536367243/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/536367243/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 04:34:35 GMT</pubDate><description>i miss the time when everything was so simple~&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="display: none;"&gt;</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/536367243/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, September 14, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/529082083/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/529082083/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Sep 2006 13:50:56 GMT</pubDate><description>it's 10:53am now..&lt;br&gt;
and i'm going to shower&lt;br&gt;
then class&lt;br&gt;
then lunch&lt;br&gt;
then study&lt;br&gt;
then class again&lt;br&gt;
then tkd&lt;br&gt;
then class agggaaaaiiinnn&lt;br&gt;
then study&lt;br&gt;
then sleep&lt;br&gt;
then wake up&amp;nbsp; for 8am class tmr&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
oh no i forgot my dinner.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/529082083/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 10, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/527730153/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/527730153/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 06:34:22 GMT</pubDate><description>i feel like... everyone around me is striving / achieving sth..&lt;br&gt;
while i'm here... trying to escape reality... escape competition...&lt;br&gt;
i said i don like competition... but maybe i'm just scared.&lt;br&gt;
've been trying to stay in my comfort zone where i don even know whether there is one..&lt;br&gt;
gave up ppl that care.. what am i doing?&lt;br&gt;
tryign to be independent...&lt;br&gt;
but still a baby.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/527730153/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, September 01, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/524868796/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/524868796/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 03:34:15 GMT</pubDate><description>ok i'm not gonna be a crying baby&lt;br&gt;
i'm gonna ignore my tummy problem&lt;br&gt;
i'm gonna train hard coz then u'll know i can actually kick&lt;br&gt;
i'm gonna study hard coz i want to do what i want to do later on&lt;br&gt;
i'm gonna play hard coz that's what my name tells me to&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/524868796/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, August 31, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/524495416/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/524495416/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2006 00:48:20 GMT</pubDate><description>i'm addicted to Milo...&lt;br&gt;
my mum used to make Milo every morning when i was small..&lt;br&gt;
and i realized i still like it even tho i don like chocolate now..&lt;br&gt;
maybe it's the only form of chocolate that i'll take.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
there's so much things that i want to do...&lt;br&gt;
yet there's so little time...&lt;br&gt;
and sadly most of my time went to things that i hv to do...&lt;br&gt;
i want to change this but i can't...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i miss the past.. &lt;br&gt;
i hate the present...&lt;br&gt;
i fear the future...&lt;br&gt;
is life getting worse? or maybe u'll say i'm thinking too much&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i hv dreams...&lt;br&gt;
wonderful dreams...&lt;br&gt;
but i can't see any faces...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i miss home... wherever that is... if it exists&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/524495416/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, August 27, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/523166594/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/523166594/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 00:00:01 GMT</pubDate><description>why do ppl keep on eating when they're upset?&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/523166594/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, August 23, 2006</title><link>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/522144362/item/</link><guid>http://daphne-ng.xanga.com/522144362/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 17:59:17 GMT</pubDate><description>i guess i'll never be happy..&lt;br&gt;
if i'm always looking for more.&lt;br&gt;
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