<?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-2951161324639765909</id><updated>2011-11-20T00:58:59.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951161324639765909.post-3430752219966363158</id><published>2010-07-23T02:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T02:37:19.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello my english blog. :D long time no post.&lt;br /&gt;now that mdm hayati's abandoned cckss for kranji sec, i don't see why i have to continue posting here. it would be a waste to delete this blog. i'll keep it to remind me that i haven't gotten my UNSW ENGLISH cert ever since she just dropped and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk no sense of responsibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951161324639765909-3430752219966363158?l=highonenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/3430752219966363158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951161324639765909&amp;postID=3430752219966363158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/3430752219966363158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/3430752219966363158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-my-english-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951161324639765909.post-8714605246922210666</id><published>2008-02-18T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:05:56.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today, mdm hayati made us write about our thoughts on ah meng's departure. although i'm not really very "close" to her and i really don't know much about her until recently.BUT, i'll still feel a little sad because she was so smart.when i first read the papers on sunday last week,i was shocked that she died.seriously.i thought she was like,only around my age! i know,i know,i'm so ignorant.but anyway,she needs a successor or ah meng would become a legend. (:&lt;br /&gt;i really don't think anyone is suitable in becoming the next ah meng,but the zoo is really concerned about it.because they would lose money.&lt;br /&gt;i read the newspapers the other day,and they had a list about the possible candidates:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chomel the orang utan,a.k.a ah meng's favourite granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;2. Omar the white tiger (?!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Inuka the polar bear&lt;br /&gt;4. Chawang the elephant&lt;br /&gt;5. Pedro the otter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i think that Chomel should upsurp ah meng's position.why? because she IS part of her family,and i t would be breaking the tradition if,for example, the elephant became the next ah meng.i mean,it's just... wrong. so anyway,if they are actually so concerned about this thing,they should have seen it coming and trained another orang utan to be like ah meng!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to offend anyone,but hey,why are they all so dense? (i'm SO not saying that i'm smart or whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;and the grand funeral thing.it was really sweet,very sad and touchy kind of thing.but it is just ridiculous.people in third-world countries just die on the streets and stuff.i'm not saying that she can't have a funeral,but then,it's just not fair. (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm SO insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;okay,i think i'm going to stop writing before people get offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. why is ah meng's name ah meng?!isn't she a girl?oh,nevermind..&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/2951161324639765909-8714605246922210666?l=highonenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/8714605246922210666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951161324639765909&amp;postID=8714605246922210666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/8714605246922210666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/8714605246922210666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-mdm-hayati-made-us-write-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951161324639765909.post-198182988102256371</id><published>2008-02-11T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T17:50:07.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dear journal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my cny holidays were so boring.my family and i just crammed up at home watching dvds.on the first few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lu hsuan,huai hui and eva (from 2/3) and i went to jacqueline's house on the second day of chinese new year. it was awesome. because it was raining when we got off the bus, her mother had to drive over and fetch us. her mom's really really nice, and she even gave us a tour around their neighbourhood.it's good to know more things about phoenix road.i never knew there was such a place beofre i knew her. ;) by the time we got there, it stopped raining. so much for going there early.so jacqueline's mom gave us red packets.she was really generous as she gave us like. $4. anyway,that doesn't matter.we went up and took some retarded pictures.i look horrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXEOnAUexO4/R7D5s1W8iZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/h9NWTriYGCc/s1600-h/1_214376190m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165903321226840466" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXEOnAUexO4/R7D5s1W8iZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/h9NWTriYGCc/s320/1_214376190m.jpg" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; retarded picture number one.i know i look horrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's a little pixellated but it doesnt matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we stayed around,and then the buffet arrived,so we went downstairs and ate a lot of salad prawns.i think i'm going to suffer from high cholesterol.besides, it's not really important as the prawns rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and then,the lion and dragon dance people came into her yard, and they started performing.i hate the loud sounds and stuff,and i get really freaked out by the lion.the head's hideous.but it would be rude not to watch because you know,according to jacq,the whole thing cost her 800 bucks.jacqueline's brother was really funny and he's so daring.he threw those bomb packs at the lion and it like,exploded at the guy's face.he got really really pissed off.her thought it was us,so he kept coming towards us and giving us those stares,like,what was his problem?they were all so rude,those lion dance people.they do not take off their shoes and they come in and take pictures of jacqueline's house like nobody's business.but they found out it was not us,but her brother.when the whole lion and dragon dance thing was over,we went downstairs and sang karaoke.it was really swell at first,but then her sister and cousins statred to stream in and snatch the microphone and flood the requested songs list with sappy songs like: happy birthday,my heart will go on,twinkle twinkle little star,elephant song,and whatever. (what's an elephant song?) i know it's her house and her relatives have the right to come and interrupt,but hey,it does NOT feel good.we stayed until 8 p.m.,after sister and company got bored (finally).we then took the bus home,and i continued watching dvds at home. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy new year! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IXEOnAUexO4/R7D7IFW8iaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/6S_cKop5ZB8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165904888889903522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IXEOnAUexO4/R7D7IFW8iaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/6S_cKop5ZB8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; p.s. matt friction ROCKS. :P&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://t0.ca/artists/200x150/ThePinkSpiders.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.teenmusic.com/artist.asp%3Farg2%3Dbio%26artist_id%3D246&amp;amp;h=150&amp;amp;w=200&amp;amp;sz=11&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=17&amp;amp;tbnid=_aisStsFmJcTcM:&amp;amp;tbnh=78&amp;amp;tbnw=104&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dthe%2Bpink%2Bspiders%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://t0.ca/artists/200x150/ThePinkSpiders.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.teenmusic.com/artist.asp%3Farg2%3Dbio%26artist_id%3D246&amp;amp;h=150&amp;amp;w=200&amp;amp;sz=11&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=17&amp;amp;tbnid=_aisStsFmJcTcM:&amp;amp;tbnh=78&amp;amp;tbnw=104&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dthe%2Bpink%2Bspiders%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951161324639765909-198182988102256371?l=highonenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/198182988102256371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951161324639765909&amp;postID=198182988102256371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/198182988102256371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/198182988102256371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-journal-my-cny-holidays-were-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXEOnAUexO4/R7D5s1W8iZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/h9NWTriYGCc/s72-c/1_214376190m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951161324639765909.post-4950963637612334742</id><published>2008-02-11T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:45:21.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;quote of the week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Read as you taste fruit or savor wine, or enjoy friendship, love or life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holbrook Jackson (1874-1948)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951161324639765909-4950963637612334742?l=highonenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/4950963637612334742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951161324639765909&amp;postID=4950963637612334742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/4950963637612334742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/4950963637612334742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/2008/02/quote-of-week-read-as-you-taste-fruit.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951161324639765909.post-4431928046991669995</id><published>2008-02-11T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:34:29.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have no idea why this is up here,but according to mdm hayati,it's for everybody to see. (: don't laugh if it sucks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: Question 1: write about a birthday experience that was not enjoyable as it might have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my twelfth birthday and I decided to throw a party at a chalet. I went there early to prepare the things. I could not sit still as it was the first party I ever had and I was feeling really excited. The plan was to go to Escape Theme Park to play, since it was just situated beside the chalet I was in, and return to the chalet in the evening for the barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like eternity, my friends finally arrived. Putting away the presents, we headed for the theme park. Upon entering, we rushed to queue up for the first ride we could set our eyes on. Unfortunately, a loathsome old man kept staring at us. The most disgusting thing was that all he had on was a pair of swimming trunks and a robe. Finding him physically repellent as he kept giving us horrid toothless grins, we ignored him and tried not to let him dampen our moods. He stalked us from ride to ride. All of us decided not to say anything to him as we thought he could be mentally ill, but my friend, whom I think could not stand it anymore, went up to him.&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me sir, but what do you think you’re doing, stalking us like that?” she said.&lt;br /&gt;But all she got for a reply was another horrid toothless grin.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling afraid, we walked away, and out of the theme park. He actually followed us!&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the chalet gates, we complained him to the security guard ad he was sent off not long after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling dreary and joyless, we did not have the mood to do many things. The food looked tasteless and unattractive. Also, the games we planned beforehand did not turn out like it should. It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw another party last year at the same place on my 13th birthday. Thankfully, it all went well and we never saw that pervert again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay.that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951161324639765909-4431928046991669995?l=highonenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/4431928046991669995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951161324639765909&amp;postID=4431928046991669995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/4431928046991669995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/4431928046991669995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-no-idea-why-this-is-up-herebut.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951161324639765909.post-7986088019739795068</id><published>2008-01-29T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:50:52.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;highonenglish.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and that's high on english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2951161324639765909-7986088019739795068?l=highonenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/feeds/7986088019739795068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2951161324639765909&amp;postID=7986088019739795068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/7986088019739795068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2951161324639765909/posts/default/7986088019739795068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highonenglish.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-highonenglish.html' title=''/><author><name>Eunice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05456544801935621199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HohuDLg1rwY/TsjBPpmcRgI/AAAAAAAADgQ/YJaCKxJ-qJQ/s220/tumblr_lf7omqj4Hy1qbj0beo1_400.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
