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	<title>Comments on: Have You Ever</title>
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		<title>By: Sakura</title>
		<link>http://rhyn.wordpress.com/2008/06/19/have-you-ever/#comment-597</link>
		<dc:creator>Sakura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 18:48:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, the reason why I’ve stayed that long with this blog is I can always learn something here. For me alone, a comment is more than just a comment – it is a communication device that can connect people emotionally. In fact, I use 1 hour or 2  a day to comment on blogs. It’s worth the efforts – my thinking and writing improved a great deal. Because when I do something for someone, whether I like it or not, I make a firm commitment to it. And I did it wholeheartedly. I am of particular interest in your blog because your major is advertising and PR; I love copywriting and at times consider choosing it as my career. That’s why.

This is not the first time I made a long comment if I recall correctly. I had fun doing that!

As for the “not to tell anyone” part, I just wanted to add a bit humor. But it was true. Why didn’t you think I did that on purpose? In an attempt to market myself, for example? ^^ 

“Do you know me?” Maybe. Maybe not. I recalled seeing you in person about 10 times, but just passing by. So I only have a vague impression about you. But I know who you are when I commenced to comment here. Only after you put up the pics in a previous post did I see you that clear. I can tell you that we are in the same marketing class this semester but different groups. God did that, I bet. =)) You can see my pic in edventure by browsing by my name which is the first part of my email address without number. I guess you’re staying in hall 3. I am staying in hall 12. We are so close! Should you have other questions about me, just ask, be it via your blog or my email.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, the reason why I’ve stayed that long with this blog is I can always learn something here. For me alone, a comment is more than just a comment – it is a communication device that can connect people emotionally. In fact, I use 1 hour or 2  a day to comment on blogs. It’s worth the efforts – my thinking and writing improved a great deal. Because when I do something for someone, whether I like it or not, I make a firm commitment to it. And I did it wholeheartedly. I am of particular interest in your blog because your major is advertising and PR; I love copywriting and at times consider choosing it as my career. That’s why.</p>
<p>This is not the first time I made a long comment if I recall correctly. I had fun doing that!</p>
<p>As for the “not to tell anyone” part, I just wanted to add a bit humor. But it was true. Why didn’t you think I did that on purpose? In an attempt to market myself, for example? ^^ </p>
<p>“Do you know me?” Maybe. Maybe not. I recalled seeing you in person about 10 times, but just passing by. So I only have a vague impression about you. But I know who you are when I commenced to comment here. Only after you put up the pics in a previous post did I see you that clear. I can tell you that we are in the same marketing class this semester but different groups. God did that, I bet. =)) You can see my pic in edventure by browsing by my name which is the first part of my email address without number. I guess you’re staying in hall 3. I am staying in hall 12. We are so close! Should you have other questions about me, just ask, be it via your blog or my email.</p>
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		<title>By: Rhyn~bun</title>
		<link>http://rhyn.wordpress.com/2008/06/19/have-you-ever/#comment-596</link>
		<dc:creator>Rhyn~bun</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 14:28:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@Sakura: hahahha.. Thanks for your comment.. I will be so happy if people leave their comments. Moreover this is super long and interesting comment... :) btw, u said not to tell anyone yet u wrote in english? r u sure anyone won&#039;t know? hahhaaha.. XD anyway, do I know u?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Sakura: hahahha.. Thanks for your comment.. I will be so happy if people leave their comments. Moreover this is super long and interesting comment&#8230; <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  btw, u said not to tell anyone yet u wrote in english? r u sure anyone won&#8217;t know? hahhaaha.. XD anyway, do I know u?</p>
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		<title>By: Sakura</title>
		<link>http://rhyn.wordpress.com/2008/06/19/have-you-ever/#comment-595</link>
		<dc:creator>Sakura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 08:45:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It is easy to see why you was so into this song. More often than not, love and lost go hand in hand with each other; I’ve never seen so far a single person love yet not lose. It hurts when you’ve ever loved and lost somebody. Definitely! Viewed from another angle, however, only when you feel hurt can you understand what true love actually is – it is possible to genuinely gauge your love based on the extent to which your heart is hurt when you lost your love.

I myself had my heart broken for certain reasons not once, but three times [don’t tell anyone plz, it is not cool after all :D] It is not because they were unrequited loves. It is because they were not true loves. True loves call for much more than what I had thought to begin with. Thanks to experiences in the past, I am more mature and ready in quest of new love although I don’t know how much I would be hurt before finding someone who can steal my heart away, who can make me cry, who I dream of all my life. 

It‘s a little bit embarrassed but I am willing to share you a secret. In my room on the wall, I paste two papers. The papers read: 

“To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.” 

“It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is the most painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let the person know how you feel.”

And my life still go on …</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is easy to see why you was so into this song. More often than not, love and lost go hand in hand with each other; I’ve never seen so far a single person love yet not lose. It hurts when you’ve ever loved and lost somebody. Definitely! Viewed from another angle, however, only when you feel hurt can you understand what true love actually is – it is possible to genuinely gauge your love based on the extent to which your heart is hurt when you lost your love.</p>
<p>I myself had my heart broken for certain reasons not once, but three times [don’t tell anyone plz, it is not cool after all <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> ] It is not because they were unrequited loves. It is because they were not true loves. True loves call for much more than what I had thought to begin with. Thanks to experiences in the past, I am more mature and ready in quest of new love although I don’t know how much I would be hurt before finding someone who can steal my heart away, who can make me cry, who I dream of all my life. </p>
<p>It‘s a little bit embarrassed but I am willing to share you a secret. In my room on the wall, I paste two papers. The papers read: </p>
<p>“To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.” </p>
<p>“It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is the most painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let the person know how you feel.”</p>
<p>And my life still go on …</p>
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