<?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-3182539904862201483</id><updated>2011-10-18T06:18:26.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iman</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-5693478947783574231</id><published>2011-01-18T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:24:37.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog shall be abit dead ? :/ the other blog shall be for me to emo, but also post my happiest moments. i think i'm so gonna neglect this one. www.ifeel-loved.blogspot.com, please don't be angry.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anything that happens in my life, shall be at the new blog. if a HUGE thing happens, any huge and SIGNIFICANT thing that happens, which i HOPE will happen, SOON, i shall go and create another one. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers everybody. whenever you're upset or emo, think of your family. think of your friends. think of the one(s) you love. everything will be better. (L) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;iloveyou !&lt;/span&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-5693478947783574231?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/5693478947783574231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-blog-shall-be-abit-dead-other-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5693478947783574231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5693478947783574231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-blog-shall-be-abit-dead-other-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4258276718901528265</id><published>2011-01-14T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T18:06:40.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nobody understands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-4258276718901528265?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4258276718901528265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/nobody-understands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4258276718901528265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4258276718901528265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/nobody-understands.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2584377722630614820</id><published>2011-01-14T04:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T04:08:22.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;POST NUMBER 100 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;cheer up ! smile ! i'm always here. ALWAYS. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; ! :D &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/3182539904862201483-2584377722630614820?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2584377722630614820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-number-100-cheer-up-smile-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2584377722630614820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2584377722630614820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-number-100-cheer-up-smile-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8396443872826269025</id><published>2011-01-13T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:56:37.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;quit everything ? i'm staying because of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;sorry. i broke our promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;everything is coming to me. at once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;too much for me to handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i don't want to trouble brothers and sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;they have their projects and ICAs too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i miss having that one person to turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;just her hand, could make a year of pain fade away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;just her hand, and i'd get the strength to push on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;now, i have no one person i can turn to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;guess it has started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;the point where i choose to be alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;not bother any sister or brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;no gf to turn to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;so, keep things to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;suffer alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;what for waste everyone's time and effort on consoling me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;since i'm such an emo fucker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;always emo, for nothing ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;maybe to you all is nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;but to me, it may be everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;really too many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i can't take it any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;cca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;brothers and sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;which will i choose, which will i leave behind. sigh. fuck everything. fuck myself. fuck my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-8396443872826269025?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8396443872826269025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/quit-everything-im-staying-because-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8396443872826269025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8396443872826269025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/quit-everything-im-staying-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4266098679310648073</id><published>2011-01-13T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:19:21.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all those who actually cared and bothered. thanks. you know who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the bottom of my heart, thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4266098679310648073?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4266098679310648073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-all-those-who-actually-cared-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4266098679310648073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4266098679310648073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-all-those-who-actually-cared-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7997087298341343189</id><published>2011-01-11T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:01:29.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;once i reach home. it's gonna be me. living room. tissues. alot of tissues. and my handphone. nothing else. fuck my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;i really feel like killing myself. i don't want to go through all these crap, feel all these shit. fml. &lt;/span&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-7997087298341343189?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7997087298341343189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/once-i-reach-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7997087298341343189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7997087298341343189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/once-i-reach-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7201742404233070884</id><published>2011-01-11T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:26:29.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;11/1/11.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;sorry if i say this to you too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;but i really do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;more than anything in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;meeting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;is causing me not to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;not to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;not to care about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;only when you force me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;no choice luh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i can't help but listen to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i guess i'll be neglecting my health everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i understand why people sometimes feel like killing themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;simply because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;they don't want to feel all these anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;that's what i'm feeling now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;but i won't go and kill myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;cos if i do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i won't be able to see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;you know, whenever i'm dulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;angry, upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i just look at your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;everything seems better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;that's when i'm pissed or disappointed for whatever reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;but when i'm sad, your smile doesn't work anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;maybe because, it's because I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;but you don't return it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;so, sometimes things just gets worse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i can only blame myself for thinking so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;and falling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;cheer up everybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;don't be an emo fucker like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;it's tiring, and it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;the worse part is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;it gets heavier and increasingly unbearable as each day passes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;stop, while you still can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i tried, and i can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;so, jiayou all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I love you. very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-7201742404233070884?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-7480700578916636912</id><published>2011-01-11T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:59:20.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I Love You. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;there isn't a day that goes by I don't, at some point, think of you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;you're always on my mind. no matter how hard i try, i can't take you out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;the more you say no. the longer i wait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;my heart shatters more everytime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i wonder how long more i can take this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i'm sure i'll break soon. very soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;and when i do, who will be there for me ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;maybe quite a number of friends and family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;but it won't help. because when i finally break. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i will choose to be alone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;loneliness will be my new best friend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;'Iman you ok mah ?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;will be replied with silence. a cold cold silence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;maybe i should leave what i enjoy most in my poly life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;that's where i met you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;if i leave, maybe the feelings will leave too. eventually. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;nah. i'm sure they won't leave. not till i venture into NS and turn gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;but, how can i stay, when i'm in this state ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i'm not the Iman in year 1. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;neither am i the Iman in sec3 or sec4. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;not laughing and being as cheerful as i was during those times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;cos i realised in poly, everything just comes and comes and comes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;all at once. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;and then comes our rest time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;long holidays. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;but before that, it's always the storm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;the hurricane. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;the tornado. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;the earthquake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;all coming at once. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;now, i'm getting everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;that's what i feel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;when will everything stop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;when will i get the time to do what i want. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;when will my leisure life come back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;doing what i love and being with those i love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;studies. events. soccer. famiree. you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;those five are currently my passion now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;my life seems like, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;problems, events, problems, famiree, problems, you, problems, problems, problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;everywhere seems to have problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i don't even have time for soccer, and even my studies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i'm just 2.55. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i have to study. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;my ICAs and projects are all coming at once too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i can juggle balls and bottles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;but not this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;really gonna break soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i hope i don't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;cos once it happens, the only solution would be you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i don't want that to happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i don't want to put pressure on you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;hais, i don't want to continue this note. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i need a hug real bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;famiree, I Love You. (L)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7480700578916636912?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7480700578916636912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7480700578916636912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7480700578916636912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1886165704407068975</id><published>2011-01-11T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:30:03.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;one of the best days of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;wtf is wrong with you ? is this yours, or also mine ? so many shit other people do for you, then now you taking all the credit ? i know i did less than you. much much lesser. but now you're giving the impression that i'm doing nothing, and it's because i don't want to do anything. you don't tell me anything. how the fuck do i know that there's something for me to do ? nb. i can't care less about you anymore. you and your precious stuff. all the best for your studies man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i want to study. i seldom have mood to study. was going to start. then must go do other things. great. AFA ica next week. how the shit am i going to pass accounting when i fucking suck at it and i cannot study. i'm just a fucking guy with a GPA of 2.5. i need to study. i really fucking need to study. is this more important than my studies ?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;i doubted you. i'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you. i don't want to tell you straight. going to type it all here. you'll read, and not mention it to me. just like my words. say to you, nothing changes. so might as well i just say it. everytime saying no. just like monopoly deal. you know everytime you say no, my hearts shatters ? it doesn't just break. break is too weak a word. in case you didn't know. i'm back to crying to sleep every night in the living room. my lips are damn dry and cracked, bleeding too. why ? cos i'm losing more water than i take in. losing because of tears. not taking in enough, because i have no mood to eat or drink. not when i'm with my friends. with everyone, i have to put up a strong front. no choice. you don't reply me. you =.= me. all these small things make me think alot. sorry my fault. everything is my fault. maybe i shouldn't be here anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;the longer the wait. the stronger the pain. fuck my 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/3182539904862201483-1886165704407068975?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1886165704407068975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-best-days-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1886165704407068975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1886165704407068975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-best-days-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3373390962921180732</id><published>2011-01-09T00:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T00:54:21.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's more important ? &lt;div&gt;aiya, heck care liao lar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you mah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your decision, your choice, your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like fucking cold now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i'm losing water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when will you see ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when will you realise ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please do so soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to lose it soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;and when i do, i will choose to be alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;ily. &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/3182539904862201483-3373390962921180732?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3373390962921180732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-more-important-aiya-heck-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3373390962921180732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3373390962921180732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-more-important-aiya-heck-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4067586157259382455</id><published>2011-01-08T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:01:15.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>words hurt. alot. &lt;div&gt;i'm sensitive, who doesn't know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cry cry cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tears tears tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all because of that sentence you said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously made me stun for a minute, staring into mid air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't think you'd give up on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suffer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't have to stop me from suffering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my fault. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all cutters out there, agree with me ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that physical pain, is much much more easily tolerated then emotional pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been awhile since i last did things like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a very very long while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything's starting again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right arm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;full of cuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's better than a heart that keep getting hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;distractions are needed sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart can't take any more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogging won't help that much either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since nothing is changing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know, cutting won't help too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i feel better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel hurt physically, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the emotional hurt is not felt, for the time being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only for the time being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i'm delaying the pain, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if i am ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't take anything harsh now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you want to see me crash and break ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;say something hurtful straight in my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will so foolish things for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;people who care, don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;people who know, don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;wonderful right ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never thought it's be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe, i really shouldn't be here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shouldn't be anywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not in famiree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not in Students' Union. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;not in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not anywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cutting ftw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't say this to you when we separated, i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;ily. &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/3182539904862201483-4067586157259382455?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4067586157259382455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/words-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4067586157259382455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4067586157259382455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/words-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7391326478620211592</id><published>2011-01-06T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:09:43.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes ? please ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7391326478620211592?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7391326478620211592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/yes-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7391326478620211592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7391326478620211592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/yes-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-9050038622969449904</id><published>2011-01-05T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:44:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we can. please realize that ? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-9050038622969449904?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/9050038622969449904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/9050038622969449904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/9050038622969449904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8323438462896806365</id><published>2011-01-05T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:48:59.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SU room for the win ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo corner soon ? /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile ! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;ily (L)&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/3182539904862201483-8323438462896806365?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8323438462896806365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/su-room-for-win-emo-corner-soon-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8323438462896806365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8323438462896806365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/su-room-for-win-emo-corner-soon-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4480717617116034457</id><published>2011-01-04T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T04:45:09.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like emoing. everyday. every hour. every minute. every second.&lt;div&gt;i need someone i can turn to. anyone willing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;please.. i can't take any more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lines that readers should know, are the very first, and the very very last. the rest i'm gonna post. are plainly for myself. for me, to release my feelings and emotions silently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days, weren't the best days of my life i would say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GeneratioNYP was a blast. congratulations to everyone, and a big thank you to all those involved in one way or another in this event. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;sorry to those, whom i have let down and disappointed&lt;/span&gt; through these 7months of our hardship and preparation for GeneratioNYP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during the finals, for those who realised i shed tears in that chair, i'm sorry for making you worried about me. in any case, thanks for your concern and words of care. i greatly appreciate it. i did not cry because i was ill. not because i was touched by the korean songs or anything like that. i cried, because of some personal problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you, are my 'brother' aren't you ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, i really see the care you show to everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the love you have for others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are very reliable when anyone needs someone to turn to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but sometimes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the things you do, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me feel very doubtful of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know that _______, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet you still do things that makes me upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very very sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe, to you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these things are normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't think it's something worth being sad over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most people know i'm a very emotional person, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little things can make me shed tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during the finals, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you did something which i saw, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and made me go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go to the chair, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look down, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and shed a one long, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long waterfall out of my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are my brother right ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should brothers do this to each other ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you don't know how much these things can affect me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a brother, shouldn't you know ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;none of the famiree knows this. but you know, because of this, i'm thinking of leaving the famiree.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i paused for 5mins.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know how to continue posting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't do this without crying nonstop.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aren't you aware of how much i love you ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how much you mean to me ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're my everything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't do these things to me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they not only hurt me, they kill.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you don't know how it feels like.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but please, it hurts.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to you it's normal.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it pains me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday, it's the same.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't blame you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's our habit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just need to get everything off my chest.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're the first girl, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that made me think.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'hey, she's amazing. why not ? imagine how happy you two will be together' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're the first one, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whom i think of.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no doubts fill my mind.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;but, i don't know why.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seems that.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're not willing to give it a try.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not even one small chance.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can one find happiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if he/she doesn't take that leap.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that leap to grab the opportunity to be happy with another.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't be afraid.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please take that big jump.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be waiting for you at the other side.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to catch you, keep you in my arms forever.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's obvious, that i've fallen too deeply for you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you don't give me the words i desire to hear.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will still wait.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till you finally see, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how much this chance means to me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how much you mean to me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how much, i need you to be mine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you ask &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're cute, adorable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're beautiful, gorgeous.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're wonderful, amazing, unbelievable.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you ask why.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ask.. why not ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm serious about you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not, why this long post.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why shed tears right in front of you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why all the effort to spend time with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and keep you smiling always.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with such a sweet smile like that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can i not let you smile 24/7  ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't know how much that one smile of yours, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can make the worst day of my life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the best days ever.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need you to realise.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need you to see.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we can be happy together.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if we can, why shouldn't we ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know how glad i felt, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when someone told me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'you and her got potential'.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was damn happy to hear that.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends think that of us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that of us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's left, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;is you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's 4:11am now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm wide awake now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe it's because of the stab wound you made,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you totally didn't want me to see you later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after you said no, offlined, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was left helpless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that stab wound, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bled and bled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pain is keeping me awake now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't know you'd be like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, i told you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've fallen too deep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something as little as this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keeps me awake till morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurts me as much as this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe it's the fact that i can't get you to be mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how many times have i said that already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm willing to go through all kinds of shit and pain, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to see you happy at the end of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every time i see you sad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you emoing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart tears apart.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it tears even further, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing that some things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't do anything to help.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i always make you smile in the end right ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope thats enough to keep you till you lie on bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wake up the next day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forgetting about your sadness.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what to say anymore.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know how to continue.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's still many many MANY MANY things in my head.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.ifeel-loved.blogspot.com isn't the place for these anymore.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's just a few people i can talk to regarding these problems.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;famiree.. thanks for everything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything in me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything i have yet to get out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i count on you to listen.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and understand me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than anyone has ever did.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you do that ?.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sadness.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my happiness.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything lies on you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you'll give me the answer i desire.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter what, always remember.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever you need someone, i'll be here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right by your side.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4480717617116034457?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4480717617116034457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-feel-like-emoing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4480717617116034457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4480717617116034457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-feel-like-emoing.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4007929920511694904</id><published>2011-01-01T03:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T03:05:30.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(U)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4007929920511694904?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4007929920511694904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4007929920511694904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4007929920511694904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-5521525550151813981</id><published>2010-12-23T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:49:27.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah. how many donkey years since i posted &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sort of read the paper they put in the bag. PROBLEM: BROKEN LED ? ACTION TAKEN: REPLACED LED. LOL. PRICE CHARGED: $0. AMOUNT RECEIVED: $0. LOL random ftw ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in school now. having meting for PROJECT METAMORPHOSIS CAMP ! next week monday to wednesday camp leh. like a fast only ): hope everything can be done soon =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GeneratioNYP HUAT AH ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-5521525550151813981?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/5521525550151813981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/12/wah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5521525550151813981'/><link rel='self' 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class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I Love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Famiree&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&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/3182539904862201483-6046389388709653129?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6046389388709653129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-famiree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6046389388709653129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6046389388709653129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-famiree.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8072091643531305806</id><published>2010-10-26T10:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T10:57:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i regretted what i've done. let's take it as you've been right all along. sorry for everything. all the best for everything. your life. i have no say i guess. but you're always welcomed back into my life, if you wish. but i doubt you would want to have anything to do with me anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-8072091643531305806?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8072091643531305806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-regretted-what-ive-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8072091643531305806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8072091643531305806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-regretted-what-ive-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3407418680115565820</id><published>2010-10-05T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T16:42:13.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love you. but you don't love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3407418680115565820?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3407418680115565820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3407418680115565820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3407418680115565820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7098669342411582557</id><published>2010-10-01T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:14:53.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i regret man. haha. laughing alot. why ? simply because i wanna be a happy guy yo ! i mean, who likes to be emo. everyone emo because of feelings mah. i don't want to feel sad anymore. i don't want to feel disappointed anymore. i don't want to feel thrown away anymore. i wanna look forward, look forward to a better life ahead. we didn't work out, though we could have very much did. since this is the way it has ended. i say my goodbyes ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now's the +ve part le. no more emo Iman. haha i'll be singing randomly and obviously stupidly also, everywhere i go ? hopefully i sound nice ): &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AFTER HALF A YEAR OF STUPIDITY&lt;/span&gt; i'm gonna get another girl ~ at least it's better than staying emo man. eeew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks everyone who helped me ! i'll return the favour. look for me anytime for help, i'll be there alright ? ;D cheers all ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Val Veena Adeline Sheela Perry Tianfu Terrence Junyu Jesmond Ming Pam Denise Ray , thank you..  =')&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/3182539904862201483-7098669342411582557?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7098669342411582557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/10/haha-i-regret-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7098669342411582557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7098669342411582557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/10/haha-i-regret-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1701714668681015023</id><published>2010-09-20T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:14:12.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi there. if you're reading this. yep, i'm referring to you. you're not any of my sisters. nor my brothers. you used to be my one and only. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i owe you alot i guess. but i'm just gonna say these first. i'm sorry, for everything. every single fucking wrong thing i did to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if a couple breaks up, and can be friends after that. it only means that they were never in love, or they still are. you saw this on fb too didn't you ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i guess we were greatly madly crazily in love. how strong we used to be. cos now, we aren't even friends, are we ? ='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you know, i never thought i'd say this. but i really miss you, and everything we did, more than ever.. &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/3182539904862201483-1701714668681015023?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1701714668681015023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1701714668681015023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1701714668681015023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1810331465207705420</id><published>2010-09-20T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:18:13.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i miss my arms around you. i miss laughing with you. i miss looking straight into your eyes, and having that warm fuzzy feeling deep inside. being with you, it takes my troubles all away. i forget everything when we're together. i didn't think at all, that it would end this way. i may seem damn angry about everything. but honestly, i miss everything about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1810331465207705420?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1810331465207705420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-my-arms-around-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1810331465207705420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1810331465207705420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-my-arms-around-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6241154563854255356</id><published>2010-09-09T04:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T05:03:45.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa. this is the first time i've done this man. not even during my O levels did i stay up so late. just to study. O.O&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this simply shows that the relationship i have with POA. is just, bad. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn. i think i started at 1am to do this one exam paper ? and till now, i'm not done. that's like, soon to be 4hours. twice the time i have in my exam later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, exam, LATER. 9.30am to 11.30am. the scariest time of my year1 life. after those torturous 2hours. i don't know where i'm going. bit no matter where, i know i won't be high. there's nothing to celebrate, honestly. results not yet out. what's to celebrate ? maybe i'll buy the books i need for next semester. and start studying ? OMFG WHAT AM I SAYING :O but seriously, i feel like it leh. i have no mood to party. not even soccer. yeah, it ain't a typo. not. even. soccer. O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe after the paper, i'll go back to chung cheng ? poly clique said off to Marina Barrage straight after poa paper. i don't know if i'm going or not. no ezlink card, going there will be dam expensive man. and besides, it's the last day of fasting month. i wanna break fast at home. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari Raya is tmr !! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. waiting for 5am. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ELLEN DEGENERES SHOW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. i watch it everyday practically ? yep, i wake up at 5am and watch. after i eat. haha. she's damn hilarious can ? and the way she talks. the jokes she crack. her personality. it reminds me of how i used to be. haha. maybe because of her, i'll go back to the old me (: in case you don't know who she is, go and youtube her. you won't regret, i promise :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i have from 5am to 7am to get everything done. all my POA preparations. Ellen is coming soon ! ok sorry, wrong paragraph. hmmm. POA. yeah, 2hours to get this paper done. and try to chiong through another paper. then, it's all up to my brain to function perfectly during the two hours. i hope i can. i really must. if i fail this exam, i'll most probably retain for POA. alone. in a classroom of strangers. one semester later then them. hoe embarrassing and demoralising too ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;whoa ! &lt;/span&gt;important &lt;/b&gt;paragraph ! i made alot of friends recently. i love secondary school mates. they're the best friends one could ever have. and they're not just some friends. they seem great. and fun to be with. more importantly, some are even willing to be there for me. how sweet is that ? we just got to know each other. and these promises pop out of nowhere le. glad (: seriously, thanks =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELLEN START LE !!!!! WOO ~ ok off to catch Ellen ! and do my POA during the commercials.. ): thanks for reading. drop a tag before you go yeah ? take care. cheers ! &lt;i&gt;chao outside handsome and pretty people ~ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;words are worse then bullets. bullets once shot, can be retrieved. words once said, can't be taken back.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6241154563854255356?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6241154563854255356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6241154563854255356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6241154563854255356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2723638389407987532</id><published>2010-09-08T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:37:44.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall reply tags this way from now on, i find my tagboard too small. LOL ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V.na: how not to sia. you know everything :/ thanks for being there sis (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivian: ahahaha ! i like your engrish ! yeah i will cheer up de. i have great friends like you. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fRaN: yes ?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanny Smileyface: Hi Vanny ! i will de. thanks (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huili: HAHA you starting a war is it ? haha ! anyway, i will de. anything i'll look for you. xiexie (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pamela: i will try :/ thanks (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes, i can't bear to leave you. but you keep giving me shit to go through. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2723638389407987532?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2723638389407987532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/shall-reply-tags-this-way-from-now-on-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2723638389407987532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2723638389407987532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/shall-reply-tags-this-way-from-now-on-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6726192698901003880</id><published>2010-09-07T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:28:42.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the tears won't stop.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i guess it's time.&lt;div&gt;i have not talked to anyone about this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really should live away from everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no going anywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that way, i can't get hurt right ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for smiling whenever seeing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for talking to me randomly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for waving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you've been there for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a greater thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have nobody now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people i used to go to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have their own problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shan't bother them with mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's why, being alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ain't such a bad idea right ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know who to look for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really need someone to talk to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having 1015 friends on facebook, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't mean anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos on fb, everybody is your 'friend' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have too many 'friends' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and too little friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now who do i have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have great sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have great brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;none of which, i want to bother now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;burden them with my 'unimportant things' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, if they're unimportant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wouldn't be crying like some jerk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even a small 'cheerup! :x' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can make me feel hopeful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i have to be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is just a part of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me, how do i do that ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see in front of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blood, tears, my phone not lighting up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i depend alot on texts and friends to survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get along with life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in that case, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is texting a friend that hard to do ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may seem nothing to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it can very well make my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try it. i may love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if i do love you, you won't regret a single hell of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh i can't even type a single post properly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to wipe my face after every line &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how you feel now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you miss him so fucking much don't you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quoted from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i'm thinking of living my life alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;myself, well maybe text some friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but definitely no more fb or anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds great to you doesn't it ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you find your precious guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the one you miss so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and maybe even get back together with him ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i bet that's what you dream of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodluck with that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish you the very best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't go treating him like how you treated me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;endure him, no matter how wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;cos that's what's important in a relationship&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't give up on everything, just because of some mistakes your other half makes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regardless big or small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm crying harder than i've cried in a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess the song my media player is playing is contributing alot to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without you - chris brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been so long since i shed a single tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe i shed at least a pail ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't expect you to understand that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't have to care about mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me getting back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking care of you with all my might &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess all these &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was just a fantasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoever you get together with in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just don't treat him, like how you treated me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know if you'll find a guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with so much commitment as me or not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i hope so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not thinking highly of myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not saying i did alot for you, and i deserve credit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loved you. more than anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i put everything i had into us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gave up many things for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to tell my children, that my greatest love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is their beloved mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i can't do that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if they ever ask me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll tell them our lovely story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about how we met &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same school, same cca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where we went together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i so easily got angry, and how you managed to stay so calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling when we could say &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a long argument&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget this children thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm thinking too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should be thinking of poa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my papers in 2 days time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm still here crying like shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what to say anymore.. everything is stuck in my mind.. many many things.. hai.. guess i'll just stare at my phone, and wait for some random person to text me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't try and perfect yourseslf for one person. wait for the one person that loves your imperfections. &lt;/i&gt;well, i changed myself for you. so that i would be perfect in your eyes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6726192698901003880?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6726192698901003880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/tears-wont-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6726192698901003880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6726192698901003880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/tears-wont-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-301920354587708112</id><published>2010-09-06T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:55:49.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. i guess, i was wrong. the feelings are still there. and you know what. they're stronger than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-301920354587708112?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/301920354587708112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/301920354587708112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/301920354587708112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1591662841072867672</id><published>2010-08-20T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T22:24:25.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. o.o&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my sisters. best people to text and chat with. always manage to console and make me smile no matter hoe sad i am. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my bros. best people to hang out with. always there for me. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you dunno who you are, just take note lor. if i text or call you sis/bro, then yeah. i treasure you. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1591662841072867672?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1591662841072867672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1591662841072867672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1591662841072867672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1194608764357326014</id><published>2010-08-11T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:06:47.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here to reply tags. post will all be in my fb notes (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle: fb notes yeah ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yu Ying: fb notes not yet dead :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pei Ru: YES MONSTER ?? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1194608764357326014?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1194608764357326014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/08/here-to-reply-tags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1194608764357326014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1194608764357326014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/08/here-to-reply-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-5349324328003528163</id><published>2010-07-27T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:23:07.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Broken - Sezairi Sezali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Dropped off your keys last night,&lt;br /&gt;The front door still unpainted.&lt;br /&gt;You were polite like ice,&lt;br /&gt;I, once could melt it.&lt;br /&gt;You took our pictures down,&lt;br /&gt;And you left them on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Its like you wiped all the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Of what we used to be...&lt;br /&gt;You and me, before it all crashed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know,&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard your voice break, when you said,&lt;br /&gt;"well I hope you're happy".&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' to say, I'll stare, straight into my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation changed,&lt;br /&gt;How we talked around the blame,&lt;br /&gt;And the pain of losing.&lt;br /&gt;All of the good times lost,&lt;br /&gt;When it all crashed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know...&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm here if you need me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;well I'm so sorry,&lt;br /&gt;For all the pain I've caused.&lt;br /&gt;Ho-oohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I never told you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Now its all too late.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to hold you,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this way.&lt;br /&gt;All I know...&lt;br /&gt;Is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho-oh...&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/3182539904862201483-5349324328003528163?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/5349324328003528163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/broken-sezairi-sezali-dropped-off-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5349324328003528163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5349324328003528163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/broken-sezairi-sezali-dropped-off-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1482806447596162588</id><published>2010-07-24T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T00:28:31.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the title, really suits how i'm feeling now. definitely not good. i heard that people do read my blog. so please. it'll be great if you leave a tag behind ? if i know that this place is being visited, i'll update more often mah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to clarke quay just now for the yog human torch thingy. high-ed and everything. sang like it was my house like that. then went to eat. that was the fucked up part. wallet got taken by somebody. i hope that someone would take the monay inside, then give the wallet to the macdonalds staff. at least i'll have my primary school ezlink card, secondary school ezlink card nyp exlink card and IC back. ic's the damn important thing. hope he really returns them. Pray man.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;love life is shattered, studies are crumbling, i wonder why. in both, i really feel that i've gave in alot lor. especially my love life. i gave my all. studies, i did study. but after finding out that one person failed poa from our class. i can't help but know that i'm the one. sad right. Jeremy and Jenting managed to get an A. congrats bros. thanks Ray for teaching all of us too. another thing i wanna say about my love life. please be alive once again will you ? whether it's an old flame. or a new one. as long as there's someone there to care for me and vice versa, i'll be delighted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;shall end here. said the things i wish to say le. i want to sleep and not feel guilty about losing all the things.. and remember those reading, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;please tag&lt;/span&gt; ? ): &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i desperately need someone to talk to me now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-1482806447596162588?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1482806447596162588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/fuck-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1482806447596162588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1482806447596162588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/fuck-my-life.html' title='fuck my life'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1508773461656602491</id><published>2010-07-22T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:07:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhrk-6XHGI/AAAAAAAAACo/LACcvtevU6A/s1600/love4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhrk-6XHGI/AAAAAAAAACo/LACcvtevU6A/s320/love4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496761628312935522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhrkcebTrI/AAAAAAAAACg/74z24f3J29U/s1600/love7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhrkcebTrI/AAAAAAAAACg/74z24f3J29U/s320/love7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496761619068964530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnjg7FKlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UpC6krfigj4/s320/i+love+you.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnl4Q7EgI/AAAAAAAAACY/zzrMKi-s8Sg/s320/love5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnlYpeEVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cx6WShM6Z-Q/s1600/cute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnlYpeEVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cx6WShM6Z-Q/s320/cute2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496757237174899026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnks8oBaI/AAAAAAAAACI/LU7XS6QiAXk/s1600/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnks8oBaI/AAAAAAAAACI/LU7XS6QiAXk/s320/love3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496757225444083106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnkHQvRCI/AAAAAAAAACA/Gi-z2M3WbKc/s1600/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhnkHQvRCI/AAAAAAAAACA/Gi-z2M3WbKc/s320/love2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496757215327896610" /&gt; i've always felt that you were the one for me.. i was so certain.. in fact, even up till now, i still think you are.. but you're just your stubborn self.. not wanting to agree with me.. well.. do you ever ? i'm going to assume you've forgotten our past.. everything i've done for you.. everything you've done for me.. our memories..  our happy times.. the unchallenged love we used to share.. nothing could tear us apart.. but look at us now.. wtf.. it seems you're enjoying your life currently.. continue enjoying lor.. i can't possibly tell you that i need you.. cos that would spoil your mood.. so, carry on leaving me here like one helpless wanderer.. it doesn't matter to you in the first place i guess.. cos if you haven't forgotten those things i've mentioned, you'd be worried sick for me now.. well, at least one of us is happy.. but i really need you to get one thing right.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're sure you want things this way ? take note, you may think i'll get on with life. but remember, in life, one can never ever make guesses.. you choose the path we go ahead with.. i'll follow you decision.. i have no choice also.. it's either utmost happiness, or long term emotional pain.. you make the call.. choose carefully please ? after a long and wise thought.. if i don't here from you, it means you've choses to carry on with what's happening now.. and for me, that option, is nothing less than total depression.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhsEXgnLBI/AAAAAAAAACw/upwFeWN84AU/s320/heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhsYjof_qI/AAAAAAAAADA/_ZfyKUqqDG4/s1600/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhsYjof_qI/AAAAAAAAADA/_ZfyKUqqDG4/s320/broken+heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496762514343460514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 119px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhsYJw-VSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Lg2bIfAwexA/s1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhsYJw-VSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Lg2bIfAwexA/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496762507399681314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hais.. it didn't have to end like this.. it really didn't have to.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1508773461656602491?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1508773461656602491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-always-felt-that-you-were-one-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1508773461656602491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1508773461656602491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-always-felt-that-you-were-one-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TEhrk-6XHGI/AAAAAAAAACo/LACcvtevU6A/s72-c/love4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-3129719567651039686</id><published>2010-07-08T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:55:48.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDXvcW4klOI/AAAAAAAAABw/FgEAxc8zYRs/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDXvcW4klOI/AAAAAAAAABw/FgEAxc8zYRs/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491558591106421986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tell Her - Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To wake up without her&lt;br /&gt;Lying here all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe her hold on me&lt;br /&gt;It's somethin indescribable&lt;br /&gt;I know she knows&lt;br /&gt;But won't you please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see my girl&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her I miss her smile&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I'm counting the minutes&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see her in a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh cos I know when she holds onto me&lt;br /&gt;She's the one thing that I could never live without&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, and tell her I love her, oh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that she moves&lt;br /&gt;You know what it does to me&lt;br /&gt;And when I catch her eye&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't believe her hold on me&lt;br /&gt;She's just so indescribable&lt;br /&gt;I know she knows&lt;br /&gt;But won't you please, please, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see my girl&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her I miss her smile&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I'm counting the minutes&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see her in a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I know when she holds onto me&lt;br /&gt;She's the one thing that i could never live without&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, and tell her I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time that I'm around her&lt;br /&gt;I just go to pieces crashing, tumbling to the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found her&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see my girl&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her I miss her smile&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I'm counting the minutes&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see her in a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I know when she holds onto me&lt;br /&gt;She's the one thing that I could never live without&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, just tell her I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see my girl&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her I miss her smile&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I'm counting the minutes&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see her in a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I know when she holds onto me&lt;br /&gt;She's the one thing that I could never live without&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;And tell her I love her, oh, yeah, just tell her I love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;thanks Valerie, the lyrics are perfect.. &lt;/span&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-3129719567651039686?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3129719567651039686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-her-jesse-mccartney-i-know-how-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3129719567651039686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3129719567651039686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-her-jesse-mccartney-i-know-how-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDXvcW4klOI/AAAAAAAAABw/FgEAxc8zYRs/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-7590100858720516531</id><published>2010-07-08T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T04:08:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDTehQv8PXI/AAAAAAAAABg/2QwlAylmaM8/s1600/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDTehQv8PXI/AAAAAAAAABg/2QwlAylmaM8/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491258508684574066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDTeg3C1p_I/AAAAAAAAABY/ltjqkXt2ncY/s1600/tired2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDTeg3C1p_I/AAAAAAAAABY/ltjqkXt2ncY/s320/tired2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491258501784512498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7590100858720516531?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7590100858720516531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7590100858720516531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7590100858720516531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TDTehQv8PXI/AAAAAAAAABg/2QwlAylmaM8/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-6608692159112449482</id><published>2010-07-04T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T14:55:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fck lar.. everything also dunno.. sian.. nothing is the same anymore.. i sms you every morning.. every night.. good morning, good night.. no use.. never get a reply from you at all.. win liao lor, seriously.. stop asking me to give up on you and let go.. you know i can't do it.. when will you see everything i've done for you.. when will you see my pain.. when uh.. so long already.. you think it's easy to go through all these uh.. how often do i post in the afternoon.. or morning.. never.. now , i really can't take it anymore.. my friends are all beside me.. so i'm typing in white now.. so they can't saee anything.. this is how fcking much i need to let out my feelings, and prevent the tears.. at least i won't burst in front of so many people.. why has it come down to this.. i thought we estill stood a chance.. but now.. hais.. it's so hard to be happy.. you keep getting so worked up so easily.. i don't know what i did wrong.. hais.. damn fcked up now.. everything i do seems wrong.. so many things i've done, i thought it was sweet.. but you never showed your appreciation.. i really think i', nothing in your eyes.. maybe, i'm not good enough for you.. maybe to you, i'm just a useless fck.. but it won't make a difference in my decision.. i'll still wait for you.. no matter what.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6608692159112449482?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6608692159112449482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/fck-lar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6608692159112449482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6608692159112449482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/fck-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3661312330263109423</id><published>2010-07-03T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:47:11.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunno if you should stay or get out of my heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TC8ghusEDHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LXPszD8mPrk/s1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 82px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489642234628541554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TC8ghusEDHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LXPszD8mPrk/s320/heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shattered heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people. hope got people reading this. if not, means, i'm a failure. ): lots of rushed emotions. leave that to the last part. but don't skip to last part hor ! must give me face and read everything also mah :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of school. nothing much happened ba. got back results le. but business software applications only can get back next wednesday &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Effective Communications - 37/50 -&gt; B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Principles of Marketing ?/100 -&gt; B+&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Accounting - 14/30 -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Macro Economics - 18/36 -&gt; D&lt;br /&gt;Business Statistics - 28/30 -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to all who got the results they're satisfacted with ! i don't like my effective comm results.. could've done better :x left one day to do POA tutorial. and drchia's things. hope can finish all at mac with jenting and ray ba. maybe asking the whole clique along. lol. study session maybe ? O.o played soccer yesterday with marcus jenting and ray. fun man. the rain made me play until so badly D: volley all wai wai one. sian. didn't expect jenting to play like that man. O.O thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;went to perry's house just now. soccer. with terrence and tianfu. usual people. quite fun ba. except the rain made it difficult. just like yesterday. and hor, no team to play with. very boring. :x after that. met Mum at amkhub. bought formal wear. for presentation. nearest one is on monday. so fast :O black pants. black shoes. black and white shirt. dunno if whole black will look weird or not :x my Mum say black shirt may be nice, cos her 'down with love' guy got wear before. then she say nice. O.o hope nice ba. can't wait to see everyone is formal attire. so cool O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ignite no match. not even northland. legs itchy lar, faster match leh. been a damn long time since i last scored ): weijie. stop scoring. roy. header more. perry. use your toe like there's no tmr !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks:&lt;br /&gt;Marianne - for when you keep saying i should let go. and keep giving me advice.&lt;br /&gt;Yuying - for accompanying me with your smses. i love to sms, so this means alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;Salminah - for trying to stop my crying last night.&lt;br /&gt;Eileen - for consoling me everytime i msn with you. xiexie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ray - for making me see that i;m not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Jenting - for your stupid remarks. only realising it's rude after you say them. example ? 'you think the whole world, only got her one girl ah ?! outside, SO MANY !!!!!' exactly. i remember things well. thanks bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hais.. so many things.. so many things happened and i didn't know anything.. i'm nothing to you now.. i know last time, a year ago, it was my fault for everything.. but now, what wrng have i done ? to me, i changed alot already.. you just haven't given me the chance to show it to you.. i can show you what a wonderful bf i can be.. only when you agree to give me that chance.. even asking for a movie with you is so hard for you to agree.. but nothing is as difficult, as searching for the lost pieces of my heart.. everything is shattered.. some pieces are in Ignite.. many are in chung cheng and the clique.. but most of the pieces, are with you.. and i know i'll never be able to get them back.. therefore, my heart, will never be a whole again.. i miss you alot.. more than i've ever missed anyone.. it's soon to be 4months since you hardcore avoided me, forcing a breakup.. you will never know how hurt i was at that time.. that was really fcking painful.. i can't go through another thing like that.. please don't make me.. i'm not going to type so much.. cos i don't even know.. if typing this even makes a difference.. i don't even know if you'll read all these.. every night i cry to sleep, you know, but you don't care.. why.. am i really that invisible to you.. everything i've done for you, all transparent.. i'm sorry if my worods are offending to you.. i don't mean it that way.. why would i, when i love you so much.. me without you.. is like a nerd without braces.. a shoe without laces.. everything is not right.. all out of place.. you know.. noone has ever given me such sadness.. ever.. nobody, but you.. but on the other hand, nobody can give me such happiness either.. being with you is divine.. can't explain luh.. just, freaking happy to be by your side.. every smile you give, takes my breath away.. your laughter.. sends me laughing in my heart too.. thinking, how lucky i am to have you.. but that's not the case now.. now, it's how unfortunate how i have lost you.. please baby.. i need you.. more than anything in the world.. i really really need you back into my arms.. i love you.. and i'll continue to do so.. 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/3182539904862201483-3661312330263109423?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3661312330263109423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dunno-if-you-should-stay-or-get-out.html#comment-form' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-6381445549953357422</id><published>2010-06-29T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:43:29.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;fuck, my, love, life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6381445549953357422?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6381445549953357422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuck-my-love-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6381445549953357422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6381445549953357422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuck-my-love-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8486996808760754557</id><published>2010-06-21T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:20:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress &gt;&lt;!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;if only we had stayed together..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we would have happy days and moody days. i wouldn't force myself to change cos i didn't think i'd lose you. so yeah, some happy days some moody days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if only we'd patch..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we would have total happiness. since we broke, that damn breakup made me change for you. the perfect boyfriend. but you just won't let me show it to you. so yeah, loving cute and sweet relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;none of these happened..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so now, total sadness torture suffering pain moodswings emotional strees depression sorrow etc etc.. i hope you like me being this way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-8486996808760754557?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-504425280998130145</id><published>2010-06-19T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:52:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tears.. and tears.. and tears.. and tears.. and tears.. and tears.. and tears.. and tears.. and tears.. fuck lar, seriously.. what did i do to deserve all this.. fuck.. fuck, 4&lt;strong&gt;boxes&lt;/strong&gt; of tissue not enough.. fuck.. why aren't the tears stopping.. fuck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-504425280998130145?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/504425280998130145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/504425280998130145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/504425280998130145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuck.html' title='fuck..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3727841785980857498</id><published>2010-06-18T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T20:20:20.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TBtI0FDwNvI/AAAAAAAAABA/dN-Fqcri2c0/s1600/Photo+0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484057030802028274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TBtI0FDwNvI/AAAAAAAAABA/dN-Fqcri2c0/s400/Photo+0066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this, is gonna be a very long post. i think this is only the second time i uploaded a picture in my blog. well, i like this pic. phone wallpaper. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;though it brings back fcking bad memories, but it's memories that i'd like to keep with me forever.&lt;/span&gt; i've done the first part of my intro. lol. now for the second part. think this post will be so simple. cos, i think only less than 5 people from chung cheng reads my blog. that's what i think lar. but now start to drag poly people to read le. so, shall write something for those in the clique. those that will read this in the first place i mean. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;these few days, weren't very good for me ? the nights were worse than usual. though every night i shed tears, the last few nights were more emotional. hais, i wonder when all these would come to an end. i have always believed that &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a new begining would be the perfect ending..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;first week of holiday almost over, so we're left with one more to get all our projects started. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Business Statistics&lt;/span&gt; are almost done le, Jourdan Francesca and Aunty Michelle are great to work with (: how bout &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Macro Economics&lt;/span&gt; ? hmmm, hai hao ba i think ? when's the next meeting ?! we've to do our video ! :O Fong Lai Hoon Lena, Dewi Ester and huishan are great too ! looking forward to the vid man. with me, how can it be un-entertaining ? still got Dewi the BIG BOSS :D the class is so gonna love it (; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Marketing&lt;/span&gt;, halfway there ! this is by far, the most exciting group man. hidden message : the most easily distracted group. but enthu ! CHNGI AIRPORT FOR MEETING ! how nice is that ? went to T2 MacDonalds to do our things. after that, played truth or dare. secrets all being dug out :O talked cock till around 5 ? then hunted for power socket. so pathetic right we all ? FAILED SOMEMORE ! we even went to crowne hotel man. sat in the lobby. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i spun in the chair like a kid man !&lt;/span&gt; haha. i admit, i'm a little immature. come on lar guys. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i can be mature, i just choose not to so that we can have fun (;&lt;/span&gt; one important thing i have to say. i love my poly friends alot. honestly, everyone is so caring and fun to be with. every single one of them is fun in his/her own way. it's just such a nice thing to see, everybody smiling. wah.. love you guys alot man (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thanks to Ray and Jenting, i've started gaming le ! currently playing Counter Strike and Left 4 Dead 2. CS only play with Ray, cos i no bot. can't play alone mah, zibi kia siol. L4D2 is the best, cos the clique plays too ! girls abit too fierce liao, anyhow take sword slash here and there. me and Jeremy also tio. ouch. then YuYing another one. wah i so good go protect her hor, still come headshot me. ZAI SIA ! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cannot headshot zombie, can headshot friend. ):&lt;/span&gt; overall, damn fun lar L4D2 when we're playing together. please do not play in the library anymore, damn fcking noisy &gt;&lt; "JOCKEY JOCKEY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" WAH SO LOUD ! that's you Lena, think you louder than those World Cup airhorns and trumpets man O.O i miss the class.. HS 1001 isn't bonded. 5 or 6 cliques in the class man. but at least some cliques communicate with other regularly. still healthy abit ba. hope more outings will bond us together. HS1001 ftw ! jiayou for future ICAs and Exams everyone ! ;D Dr Chia keep calling me IMRAN -.- Jen ~ where's my class list ~ is everyone present ? Mr Sam Woo, i miss your lessons man. where's your crient number and qruery ? :D and we've stop playing your 'GAMES' already. heucampus also cannot recognise. pro sia you teacher. dramn clrever abd crute leh yrou ! hrahra ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;holidays aren't like holidays man. everyday going out for projects. and for drum too. yes, i'm still going back for my secondary school cca. call this passion ? lol :x wah i suddenly love the ending of AWAKEN, don't know why. went for drum just now. plugged in earpiece, BLAST ! as usual. clique knows the volume i listen to. even those aaround me can listen to the song clearly when i'm listening to it O.o yeah, was blasting. then the sec3s and 2s were playing awaken. when it was the ending part, wah so nice, i took off my earpiece just to hear it properly man O.O maybe i just miss playing the drums too much ba :/ been a while since i touched the drums le. cos nowadays, i come back to study there or just slack. never teach already. cos some people don't need me mah, so i teach for what ? don't waste their time mah. might as well i do my own things, don't burden them. lol. someone told me to do her quiz for her. wah i saw surds and indices that chapter, so excited. do do do, helped her get full marks. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;zai bo ?&lt;/span&gt; thought i would get rewarded by her after drum, send her home. but instead, she said don't want. as usual lor :x so, walked at a very very slow speed to khatib mrt station. bump into NG CHEUK TOW near the overhead bridge. been so long since we last saw each other. talked awhile. took same train, cos she going 4F dinner thing. sad i can't go ): alighted at yck, walked at the same fcking slow speed home. of course, my itouch accompanied me. shouting in my ear. emo song blast, damn ironic man. it's like, the singer is emo, but he'she's shouting. weird, but still enjoyable. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emo songs are perfect in helping one cry and release all of his/her stress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;love the clique alot, no idea why. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;just being around you guys stops mt fcking emo-ing.&lt;/span&gt; you guys rock man (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Jeremy Quek ! first time i met you. think Jenting tole me you were 20. wah ! i thought you retain 3 years leh ! haha. everytime go gym, still say your muscles so small. talk cock ! ni yeh ?! love your jokes man. keep laughing with us, thanks for acting our age :D without you the clique wouldn't have this big korkor protect us and help us (: cheerup btw, don't let that btch pull you down. you know, after what she said to you, i actually have the motivation to do well for my studies now. i wanna get better results than her. you show her too ok ! big bro love ! (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jen Ting ! wah, first friend i made ah ? come in sit beside me, shake my hand. ask me for my name. i said Iman then asked for yours. took me 3 to 5 times before i heard Jen Ting properly man. haha. first day jiu become class rep le, can tell cha cha had eyes on you long ago. :D faster reject him ! later he get false hopes ! LOL.............. study hard leh, together top the class want or not ? whole clique lar. wow, pro sia if really like that. O.O jiayou with your gal, sure can one lar, you so cute. any girl would fall for you. unlike me :'( bro love ! (;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ray Tan ! hmmm, first time met you was orientation. you talk to Jenting. he ask, you Ray tarded fight ? WAH I AMCHIO LOR in my heart. haha ! liked your name lor. Ray, so nice :D ever since then, we two have always been highing in class and in school. sure very embarassing lor in other people's eyes. so fun being with you. MAI OWN ME IN CS LEH ! give chance abit luh ): let's eat up the whole sputh canteen one day, koufu too ! (: do well in studies hor. if only the amount of food you eat = how smart you are right ? then you genius le leh ! :D bro love ! (;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eileen Koh Yu Ning ! hmmm. how did we meet ah ? i think cos you keep being with Ray, then we talked liao. is it ? forget le leh. but i know you stun when you know i could speak chinese ! (: then came to know you love in yishun, then talk about my secondary school liao, then talk about my love life le. all bbecause you live in yishun. LOL ! wah now got so many guy friends le hor, not that free to pei us already. but it's ok ! clique outing you free can le ;D truth or dare with you is always so fun ! especially dare ! all your dares so fun sia :D play more ok ! loves ! (;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Michelle Wong ! AUNTIE MICHELLE ! thanks to Jenting, everyone is calling you auntie. blame him don't blame me ! wah, don't so serious leh next time. scary leh. play play abit lar, can destreess mah. you l4d2 mad already lor ! addicted leh ! time to stop Michelle ! AND CONTROL YOUR SEXUAL EMOTIONS AUNTIE ! too much leh ! haha. though it always makes us laugh. entertaining mah. jiayou with your XXX ah ! hope he diesn't go USA and leave you here. loves ! (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yu Ying ! wah just join ah ? temporary or permanent ? stick with us as long as you like, we're short of girls also mah. haha. don't feel shy around us hor, we speak without thinking. that's how Jenting made Michelle emotionally depressed. :O blend in yeah ? hope all your troubles disappear soon ! ;D in the meantime, you have us ok ! loves ! (;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lena Fong Lai Hoon ! bee hoon kia ! don't angry when we keep teasing you ah ! we tease you cos it's fun to see you whack Jenting mah. he keep saying, you keep hitting him. epic war man. war of the sexes :O dr chia on the center of you both. center gender mah. LOL ! wah you poa so zai, teach us more leh. some people get only 5/30 for poa leh. 'wonder who?' lol. jiayou ! don't pub le, time to study ! loves (;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there, took me so long to think of what to say for each person man :x didn't include Jun Hui and Marcus cos i don't think they'll read this. so yeah, everyone else is up there. emotional yeah ? )': clique is loved by me ! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's it, no power liao. started this since 6pm leh. now 7.47pm le O.o thanks for readong people, i'll try to update this place as often as i can ! IMAN LOVES EVERYONE OUT THERE WHO LOVES ME TOO ! ~ ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;hey, i gave everything a good thought. these few night have been reflection night for me. i know it was my fault for the past, i shouldn't have treated you like that. what a jerk right ? but at least i didn't abuse you mah. i wouldn't bear to. i know we've had our ups and downs. damn deep downs. the more i think, the harder i'll cry. because, i now then realise. what you've been going through when you're with me. why the fck did it took so long. i should have changed for you long ago, stop all this restrcting and all. it's different now, ok ? i'm not who i used to be. those months without you, have both strengthen and weaken me. it has given me strength to change, and get you back into my arms. but yet, weaken my heart. i bet it's now no different from a wet tissue. just a slight touch, and it'll tear apart. every night, it tears and tears and tears. every morning when i wake up, a new piece is being pulled from the tissue box in my heart. but when night comes, that piece will have the same fate as the rest. torn apart and thrown away. so yeah, i'm hoping all this will stop before the last piece of tissue is taken from my heart. then my heart won't have anything already. empty, hollow. without you, i'm already begining to feel like that. do you remember before 090209 when i was still jioing you. we were so innocent and cute man, both still so shy. after that, we've had so much nice times with each other. our 3D2N at pasir ris by ourselves, how great it was. listening to Boom Boom Pow and Muttons to Midnight on the radio in the tent before we went to sleep, so sweet right ? escape together on the second day. spam pirate with you. honestly, i was fcking scared you know ? but for the sake of seeing you smile, i agreeed to take it many many times with you. to see you smile after each ride, even if i was dizzy like siao and can't stand properly, i still find it worth it. damn worth it. soon after that, i started treating you so badly sometimes. i let my mood affect my actions to you. ignore you, neglect you. hais, what a jerk. those were the downs we had. i re-read the messages in my phone, and found some that i really hated. so many small trivial things, and i'd get moody already. hais. i'm so sorry. i promise it won't happen again alright ? i know i screwed up. big time. i really regret my actions last time. if i know it would come down to this, i wouldn't have done all that at all. having a girl lke you, is one in a milion. you don't know how special you are to me. you ask me to forget you, but do you really think i can ? how can i forget you, when you gave me so much to remember ? all those messages in my phone, the sweet ones you sent me, i read and read and read and read them all over again. we used to say, i'll always love you. what happened ? i know i still do. more than i used to in fact. honestly, i'd do anything to get you back. literally, anything. why can't having you back as my wonderful girlfriend be as easy as folding a thousand three hundred and fourteen hearts ? 1314, plus all the numbers, equals to 9 remember ? we used to love everything related to 9. all the hunting we did searching for nines everywhere. we once were a very loving couple, if only you'd give me the opportunity to show you that we will not be what we used to be. but instead, we'll be even more loving and sweet. if only, i had the chance to prove all i need to you. if only.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3727841785980857498?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3727841785980857498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3727841785980857498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3727841785980857498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=':/'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/TBtI0FDwNvI/AAAAAAAAABA/dN-Fqcri2c0/s72-c/Photo+0066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-7271901415803316958</id><published>2010-06-10T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:56:22.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people. noone reading, so talk to myself again. happy bday RAY (; brother, hope you had fun yesterday :D first time LAN-ed yesterday with Jenting Jeremy and Lena, L4D2 was so nice man. DIE ZOMBIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES ! sorry i keep startling the witches. person who protected friends the most, ME ! see i so useful. can't believe Jenting headshots more than me. i think they count wrong. lol. let's go again soon ! love poly peeps (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curently getting to know random people on fb. i mean, cchy peeps. know by face, but never talk before. start to msn them. then know le lor. random me. lol. facebook is such a great place to vent anger. you too blogger, don't be jealous. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall be a guai kia soon. since i'm giving a damn about everything else around me. soon, it'll be my Diploma only. that's all. no drum in cchy, no ignite, no outings. lol. why suddenly give up ? ask me lor, i'll happily tell you the damn reason. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to say bye to blogger. hi to food. many of you should know, i love food. and i eat exceptionally alot when i'm sad. so yeah, off to stuff myself. good night lovely people who read things in this place :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;it's easier to be a liar by smiling everyday, than show one's true feelings and make people worry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7271901415803316958?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7271901415803316958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7271901415803316958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7271901415803316958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1989442210193873890</id><published>2010-06-05T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:59:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:x</title><content type='html'>what a day :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, NYP world cup fiesta competition. with junhao min xiuming dekang idrisand daniel. had fun luh overall. why must we be in group A ! all so pro, we almost made it. but yeah, we didn't. world cup format, so the top 2 makes it. we were third &gt;&lt; worst thing is, singapore's best youth is in NYP, in the competition, IN THE SAME GROUP AS US !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but amazingly we managed to draw with his team ! so happy. lol. oh ya, Harris Harun. now then i realise i didn't mention his name. he freaking bgi and fit man. how to mark ?!?!?!?!?! btw, i didn't think i played well enough today lor. sian. sorry guys ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to meet up with someone, but failed. won't elaborate. her problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed after competition. on comp. spam barcelona vs chelsea. of course i was barca. messi in fifa damn pro. in real life also. lol. lampard in fifa damn pro too. in real life, not so. LOL.........play shuang le, cs with ray awhile. wah kp so pro. after studying access he become zai le. mass killing. lol. play awhile only. then started fb. then msn. then webcam. then she went out, so stopped webcam. then blog. then become now. after this post, going eat. eat and eat and eat. so that's it. buffet time for me. chao outside cute people ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;baby, cheerup k ? i'll always be here for you whenever you need someone (; take care !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1989442210193873890?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1989442210193873890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1989442210193873890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1989442210193873890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/06/x.html' title=':x'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4581525097913225276</id><published>2010-05-25T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:54:11.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hais.. why am i this way.. why do i get sad so easily.. tmd..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4581525097913225276?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4581525097913225276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/hais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4581525097913225276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4581525097913225276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2740042782314716369</id><published>2010-05-23T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:50:51.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;i want you back. can i ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2740042782314716369?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2740042782314716369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-you-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2740042782314716369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2740042782314716369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-you-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7118814847910971116</id><published>2010-05-22T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:28:31.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i went to your profile.. i shouldn't have.. wtf.. i'm gonna fcking emo again.. sorry for all those who cheered me up.. i appreciate everything.. i really do.. but i can't help it.. hais.. everything seems different.. i dunno if you've changed or not.. but i.. never mind.. even if i can't take it, i must.. cos you don't need to change.. i will, for you.. i did it once, i will do it again.. after much suffereing, you still don't want to ______ .. don't you feel i deserve.. never mind.. i'll wait.. i believe one day, it will be worthwhile.. please make that day come soon.. come before all the stress of poly life kicks in.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'don't waste your time emo-ing, use it to think of ways to win her heart back!'&lt;/span&gt;.. rephrased it.. thank you for this phrase great friend.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HS 1001 (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7118814847910971116?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7118814847910971116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-went-to-your-profile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7118814847910971116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7118814847910971116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-went-to-your-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3767301634912529088</id><published>2010-05-07T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:39:53.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few things to say ba, that's all :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-POA rocks -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-go for match tmr ? or SU one day camp ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why now orange video still not up yet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thanks juinying, though i didn't smile, thanks for letting me relive my secondary days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-4F'09, i miss our crap )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HS1001, crap more please. we have the potential to be fun de. make lessons more exciting, but not get distracted. it's possible &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my sec1s, think i have some shocking news i have to tell you on 14th may when drum continues. don't hate me. i'll love most of you always. some of you are too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i hope those i love, will return the love i have for them.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people ! 'nyahahahahahahaha' - annoying orange (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3767301634912529088?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3767301634912529088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-things-to-say-ba-thats-all-x-poa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3767301634912529088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3767301634912529088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-things-to-say-ba-thats-all-x-poa.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3765062032549032803</id><published>2010-05-03T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:00:35.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drum continues on 14th may. looking forward to it, cos my children will be there. i know they miss me too. sec4s also, miss you guys bloody alot. 14th may, faster come !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i'll have to see you. a sight for sore eyes. something's wrong with your mind. the way you think, very immature man. grow up leh. you ask for 100, but you yourself give 10. wtf is this ? i don't want to start a show with you during drum anytime soon. but if you start, of course i must continue lar. like war. you chiong, i chiong also lor. but know this. you chiong alone. i have many friends, drummers, who'll chiong with me too you know. so, no war is better for you obviously. i also don't want to deal with childish people. you want to ask for something, show it first leh. like that then reasonable right ? i don't know if you're gonna see this or not. but i'm sure someone is gonna see this and tell you. so it's the same eitherhow. please, respect people ah. i learnt many things in Poly, though i've only been in there for 2weeks. respect people, you will get respect also mah. if you treat people like dogs, what do you think everyone will say behind your back ? i don't like all these conflicts luh, very unnecessary leh. Festival Drums so loved by the school, should be peaceful. then is good mah. i still got things to say, but i lazy type le. lol. see you on 14th may :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec1s and sec4s ! i miss you ! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3765062032549032803?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3765062032549032803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/drum-continues-on-14th-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3765062032549032803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3765062032549032803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/05/drum-continues-on-14th-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1741089206727327706</id><published>2010-04-30T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T19:52:22.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi peeps, i don't think anyone reads my blog regularly. so i'm talking to myself. LOL. time to rant !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson today was at 8am. i told Marianne i would not be late, but failed. late, AS USUAL. but i have a great macro economics teacher ! she just said 'Iman, as a Module rep, you shouldn't be late' that's all ! what a cool teacher man ! love her sia ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after macro econs tutorial, statistics lecture. DR BADRI KRISHNA SWAMY NARAYANAN etc etc rocks man. every 5minutes, 'SLAP !' haha ! afternoon after POA also had another 2hours of him. still slapping everywhere :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA.. sian lor. first thing, check tutorial. GOT TUTORIAL HW MEH ? then tio aim for the rest of the 2hours lor. Ray Jen me all tio. most of the guys actually. :x keep answering questions. I DULAN = 'ACCOUNTS PAYABLE !!!!!!!!!!' let her hear loud loud. LOL. i think Ray is equally pissed ba, so fast put on facebook le. guys joke, she scold. girls joke, she laugh with them. guys talk, she say she will change seats. girls talk, she just continue teaching. WTH. i'm not saying girls are worse than us of anhything, of course not. I LOVE THE CLASS SO MUCH ! WHERE WILL DO THAT ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE HS 1001 !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;to this girl: i dunno why. but i suddenly hate you alot. i don't know why. can't figure it out. i just feel that. i hate you. nothing to it. i don't like you. i don't even know if i want to be your friend. you're so damn cheap, i'll feel embarrassed being your friend man. eee. why am i feeling this way ah ? lol, weird. but yeah, i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this guy: i used to hate you. but i don't now. you don't know me, but i know you. the things you say, are bloody offending. to me. please think before you talk. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this gay: hey, i've had it with your nonsense. i play with you sometimes, but not all the time. you also, think before you do things can ? use your brain abit luh. some things are not funny to me. damn fcking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you: you don't know me.. you don't know my likes and hates.. how you expect us to be happy ? &lt;\3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1741089206727327706?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1741089206727327706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-peeps-i-dont-think-anyone-reads-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1741089206727327706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1741089206727327706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-peeps-i-dont-think-anyone-reads-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1524287792230397779</id><published>2010-03-27T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:16:30.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear friends ! just telling you all, from now on, whenever i say i'm bored, it means i'm sad, sad right ? LOL. :/&lt;br /&gt; ok, i'm damn bored now. ha ha ha. nights !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1524287792230397779?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1524287792230397779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-friends-just-telling-you-all-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1524287792230397779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1524287792230397779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-friends-just-telling-you-all-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-9199097161186538849</id><published>2010-01-28T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:59:16.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NANYANG POLYTECHNIC ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MOE: NUR IMAN ALAWI BIN SULAIMAN, you are posted to NANYANG POLY, HOSPITALITY &amp;amp; TOURISM MANAGEMENT (C67) under 2010 JAE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone going to Nanyang Poly please tag me and let me know. Thanks (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-9199097161186538849?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/9199097161186538849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/01/nanyang-polytechnic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/9199097161186538849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/9199097161186538849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2010/01/nanyang-polytechnic.html' title='NANYANG POLYTECHNIC ?'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-64603740997747502</id><published>2009-12-29T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T15:04:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love this man (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think no.71, soccer better :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102 things a guy should know about girls (from Facebook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not cheat on a girl. We girls talk, we WILL know, and we WILL find out, and we WILL dump you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be aware of all your girlfriends’ guy friends, brothers, fathers, or anything. They are protective. Every single male friend we have will kick your ass if you end up hurting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never ever miss an opportunity to tell her that she’s beautiful. We girls love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If she slapped you hard, you probably deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not be afraid of holding her. If she’s going out with you in the first place, it’s obvious that she likes you and wants to be in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Every girl should eventually get three things from her boyfriend -- a stuffed animal, one of his sweatshirts or hoodie’s, and a really pretty piece of jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Make sure she gets home safely as often as you can. If you're dropping her off, walk her to the door. If you aren't dropping her off, call to be sure she's home safely. We think that’s really cute and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If a guy is bothering your girlfriend, it is your right to beat the sh!t out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you're talking to a female friend of yours, pull your girlfriend closer. It’ll make her feel secure that you love her more than the other girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Never ever slap her, even if it's just in a joking way. Even if she swats you first, and says, "Oh, you're so dumb" or something, never make any gestures back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Go along with her to a chick flick once in a while. She doesn't care whether you enjoy it or not, it just matters that you went with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're officially dating, and you're introducing her to your friends, you'd better damn well introduce her as your girlfriend. Or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Girls are fragile. Even if you're play fighting/wrestling, be very gentle. Let her win once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Memorize your girlfriend’s birthday. You forget her birthday and you're basically screwed for life. Not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Don't drench yourself in the cologne, but smell good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You don’t have to spend a million dollars on the Birthday/Christmas/Valentine gift. It doesn't have to be expensive, or cost anything but it has to be meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Don’t ever lie to us; we always find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Don’t say you understand when you don’t. That’s bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Remember: Girls are pretty, but yours is the Prettiest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Saying something sweet might get you off the hook; but doing something sweet will always get you off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Size does matter, but only to hoes; not girls that want relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. No matter what you say, your ex-girlfriend is a hoe. Don’t bother trying to convince us otherwise, that is a bad idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. It’s good to be sensitive, to a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. If you did something wrong, apologize. Even if you didn’t, do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You did something bad. I seem cool with it. I'm not. (See directly above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. We are self-conscious by nature; we can’t help it. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. We don’t shave our legs every day so just get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Shave your face, no matter how cool you think your goatee or beard or mustache looks, we probably hate it. We like you clean shaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Show off a little, we think it’s cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. You are our boyfriend, our man, our protector, whether you know it or not, you are; act like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. You are cute in raglan-sleeved T-shirts (two-toned baseball undershirts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. We love it when you hug us from behind and whisper in our ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. "Fine" is NEVER an appropriate response when I ask you how I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Most of the time when I fantasize, it's about you. Don’t obsess over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I expect you to call me. If you don’t, you go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I'm more forgiving of you than I really should be. Don’t you dare take advantage of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. When I compare my flabby tummy to a kangaroo pouch, say nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. You look hot in hooded clothing items. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. You should never tell a girl what to do. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Any decent man will ask a girl out to her face. I mean; if you aren’t man enough to ask us out to our face, who says you're gonna be man enough to our boyfriend at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Girls are very impressed when you ask them for advice. Unless its about another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. I'm unimpressed with a man who doesn't take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. When in doubt, go with the shirt that matches your eye color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. You're sexy when you're shaving, fixing things, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, driving, eating a peach, holding a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Girls need to hear how you feel about them. Often. Tell her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. A girl wants to be the best thing that ever happened to you--and for you to recognize this and tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. If she’s not feeling loved, she will start looking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. We like it when you tell us what you're thinking, even if you don't know yourself. It’s cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. It's cheating as soon as you're doing something with her that you wouldn't want me to see, hear, read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. For the record: I'd rather you break up with me than cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. We can fall in love with you without really knowing you, if you are an @ss, we will find out, and we will get over it. Fast. Don't ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. You like her, make a move. Don’t just sit there, you will fail, and you won’t get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Baseball players are hot. The sport makes you skinny and your arm muscles… well, it’s hot. We’ll go to all your games even if we hate baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. When you compliment us, we aren't sure how to accept the compliment without leading you on or reject the compliment without hurting you. So just bear with us here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. WE HATE BEING LED ON! If you think it's bad being led on by a girl, try being led on by a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. We like it when guys are willing to have an actual relationship, not just a one-night stand. Most girls don't like pimps or players, just guys who like ONE girl only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. But don't be obsessive. Major turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Call sometimes, just to say hi, not for a certain reason. When we see your number on caller ID, our heart always skips a beat. Try calling just to say good night, or good morning, its soo adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. BE HONEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Don't ONLY tell us what we want to hear. We HATE that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. At sleepovers, if you wonder what we talk about, quit worrying. It really is only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. If you catch us staring, it is most likely because we're spacing out, not because we really stare at you. Unless we smile when you notice. Then you either look really hot, or we like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. We like it when you hold us when we're crying. It's good to feel loved and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Don't go to our friends to talk about us. Come straight to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Don't tell us you love us unless you are positive you mean it. If we don't say it back, it's just that we really want to mean it when we say it. Don't say it right away, then it shows lack of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. We like our hands to be held and our waists to be touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. We like you to kiss our hand and cheeks and forehead (esp. forehead!!), not just shove your tongue down our throats. We do like to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. We like it when you're tender, but don't lose your masculinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Do chivalrous things when we least expect it (ex. holding doors for us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. As surprising as it may be, while guys might actually look at personality, the first thing girls look at tends to be looks. We're not going to see you and think, 'I wonder what his personality is like!' Terrible, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If we love you, and you're hurt on the basketball court, rolling on the floor in pain; we’re hurting more just watching you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. We LOVE it when you get nervous around us. It's adorable! Don't think you have to be Mr. Cool Guy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Don't play hard to get. We’ll get bored and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. If you don't call us, then we will spend hours thinking about why you never called, and we will waste a lot of time thinking about it, eventually coming to the conclusion that we don't like you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. We lost interest quickly if you lead us on but never take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. We might seem to flirt a lot, but a girl always thinks about the one guy she really likes right before she falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. When a girl likes a guy, she subconsciously gives him a song that makes her think of him every time she hears it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. If guys do the same as girls do in #77, tell her what song reminds you of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Randomly compliment girls in conversations. If you're talking about sports, be like "Oh, by the way, that shirt really made your eyes look green today." It totally throws us off, and we love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Ask us about how we're doing once in a while, and at least pretend to be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. If we're not talking to you, we secretly want you to talk to us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Play with our hair without being like a gay hairstylist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. We get really happy when you show any sign of interest. Don't just do it and then never do it again. Bad bad bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Keep up the conversation on IM and phones and in person! Don't be awkward. That’s bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. We will always feel bad if we don't like you back. Not all girls are b!tches, no matter what you may think. We hate to reject you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. ok, so some girls are bitches and they like rejecting boys, but the people who wrote this group are not. better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. If we say "Let's just be friends", we really mean it. Don't keep trying to pursue us, and don't say ok and then ignore us. That's just mean and horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. It's adorable when a best guy friend who a girl has thought about liking confesses he likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. If you’re single, find the one girl who’s always there on the sidelines at your football game, or at each of your concerts, all your baseball games. She loves you. Her excuse may be that she’s there for her brother, but she’s really there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. After you find that girl, smile at her once in a while, it’ll mean the world to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Get to know her, you’ll make her year first of all, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll end up liking her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Not all blondes are bitches. Some are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Not all blondes are sluts. Some have morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. In your mind, give every girl a chance. Each one deserves at least one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Girls fantasize too, its just not always about sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. We girls give you guys code names so that you don’t know that we’re talking about you. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. If you’re jealous, it may suck for you, but we think it’s attractive if you really care that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. If a girl blushes when you talk to her, she either likes you or she's embarrassed by what you're saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Girls don’t really write your name on a piece of paper a million times if they like you, that’s a myth…… sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. If a girl really likes you, just seeing you will make her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Even if you aren’t all that cute, and we like you, we think you’re hot. Don’t take advantage of that, take pride in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Every time you smile at us, it may mean only a little to you, but it means the world to us. Don't take the little things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;ily forever darlin &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-64603740997747502?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/64603740997747502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-this-man-102-things-guy-should.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/64603740997747502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/64603740997747502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-this-man-102-things-guy-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3860050468502268721</id><published>2009-12-23T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:58:34.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll be going overseas tmr. back on the 27th. i'll miss everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one month and seventeen days more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;i'll miss you.. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3860050468502268721?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3860050468502268721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-be-going-overseas-tmr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3860050468502268721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3860050468502268721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-be-going-overseas-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3922126384497340889</id><published>2009-10-31T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:32:45.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hope English can get B3..&lt;br /&gt;hope Amaths can get A1..&lt;br /&gt;hope Emaths can get A1..&lt;br /&gt;hope Science(Phy/Bio) can get A1..&lt;br /&gt;hope Humanities(SS/Lit) cab get B4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 = 10&lt;br /&gt;           = 1 + 3 + 1 + 4                +1&lt;br /&gt;           = the +1 at the end abit extra &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;next time tell me.. before i find out.. i feel deceived..  upset.. i can't stop crying..&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/3182539904862201483-3922126384497340889?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3922126384497340889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-english-can-get-b3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3922126384497340889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3922126384497340889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-english-can-get-b3.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-167919289172561275</id><published>2009-10-14T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:03:19.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/StWt3Uw8t2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_Gs89GF4Yvc/s1600-h/fifa10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392407294824462178" style="WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/StWt3Uw8t2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_Gs89GF4Yvc/s320/fifa10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;------------- super nice !!!!!!!!!! this game, must play ! super nice ! to me ba. tricks all very stunning O.O finally in my psp liao.. alive. partly. better than nothing mah. almost forgot my password lor :o tmr got match ! yay ! happy =D hope i can play well.. :/ and i still dunno if i should support liverpool or stick to man u ?.? ok ba. shall stop here. i know it's super short. but you know, Os this year leh. off to do amaths. river valley papers done le. now gonna do SCGS papers &gt;&lt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quite worried for my Os................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alive leh. not bad hor ? tmr try go earlier leh.. after match, must must must go study k ? i chiong bio ! ily&lt;3 lol ="P&lt;/EM"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-167919289172561275?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/167919289172561275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/10/quite-worried-for-my-os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/167919289172561275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/167919289172561275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/10/quite-worried-for-my-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/StWt3Uw8t2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_Gs89GF4Yvc/s72-c/fifa10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-7594980388537648695</id><published>2009-07-29T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:37:57.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SnBc1W4XJ8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9luMwXZCKlc/s1600-h/DSC01025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SnBc1W4XJ8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9luMwXZCKlc/s320/DSC01025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889227943061442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so hardworking right. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO. with owner2, this blog will never die. muhahahaa. going to sleep soon. lalalala. tomorrow is thursday, slackest day of the week bah. happy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want mr bump leh! T.T why buy so many but don't have ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. get enough rest ppl. night night. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;a million thanks and a million apologies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7594980388537648695?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7594980388537648695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeeeees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7594980388537648695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7594980388537648695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeeeees.html' title='weeeeees'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SnBc1W4XJ8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9luMwXZCKlc/s72-c/DSC01025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-5167358160404998133</id><published>2009-07-26T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:15:58.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SmxW9dNqrQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aQeeJIzTRi8/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SmxW9dNqrQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aQeeJIzTRi8/s320/DSC01050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362756870105378050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! owner 2 here. (: wanted to update this dead blog long ago but either forgot/lazy. hehe. this blog has not died okay x: I can't bear to see it rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala ~ owner 2 has to go. tons of hw! ok byebye. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I will never doubt it again :=*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-5167358160404998133?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/5167358160404998133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-owner-2-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5167358160404998133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5167358160404998133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-owner-2-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SmxW9dNqrQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aQeeJIzTRi8/s72-c/DSC01050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-3836266058708837097</id><published>2009-05-30T11:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:37:38.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SiC6igADA-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1h_25lVcUvk/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341474259929859042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SiC6igADA-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1h_25lVcUvk/s320/Copy+of+DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my hp still no $$$ )': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally posting again. &lt;em&gt;noone updated for me. &lt;/em&gt;hadn't had the time these few days. my blog also nothing de. all words. only just figured out gow to put picture. i slow. had performace yesterday at huamin primary. their anniversary. 20years old i think. so young compared to chung chueng's 70years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sian. spongebob finish le. lol. sorry, i young at heart. today no drum. cos yesterday performance. then today off day. later no religious class also. gonna have nothing to do the whold day. tmr also. every sunday is the same. maybe later, i do amaths ba. see if got mood lor. Miss woo very &lt;em&gt;funny&lt;/em&gt; lor. i never do hw tell the class i so hardworking, that my paper full of lines -.- i got do, she also take it as i never do. sian diao. maybe i doing luh. since i got nothing to do also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;night at the museum was nice. watched it on 21sy may. cchy half day. aliens vs monsters was nicer. watched on 28th may. both when the shows came out. i know i very impatient &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently in love with &lt;strong&gt;tonight - Jonas Brothers. &lt;/strong&gt;very nice. go find. still got alot. but lazy to type all. so put my no.1 only. lol. i'm looking for hoedown throwdown and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secret valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. can someone please send me or something ? desperate for secret valentine T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think i'm done posting le ba. will try and update more often. when i have the time to. sayonara (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry&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/3182539904862201483-3836266058708837097?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3836266058708837097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-hp-still-no-finally-posting-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3836266058708837097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3836266058708837097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-hp-still-no-finally-posting-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__qJkNbSjero/SiC6igADA-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/1h_25lVcUvk/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC00172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182539904862201483.post-6339161425439960070</id><published>2009-05-24T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:29:19.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;gonna reply tags now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;akbar: no time lar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;aneka: yay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;sam: no time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;perry: and where your love has always been enough for me~~ lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;meixin: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6339161425439960070?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6339161425439960070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/gonna-reply-tags-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6339161425439960070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6339161425439960070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/gonna-reply-tags-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6494715809869010970</id><published>2009-05-24T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:18:08.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;sorry people.. for posting another same quiz.. really nothing to do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;001&lt;/span&gt;. Real name - Iman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nicknames - Ironman dazhu etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign - Faithful Taurus !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female - Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Kindergarten - pap ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Primary School - Pei Chun Public School. 6F'05 rocks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Secondary School - Chung Cheng High School (yishun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color - 50% black 50% white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short - thick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet - noisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweets or Chocolates - CHOCOLATES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera - camera ? since we both got phone le &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak - no. can eat can le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? - Iced Lemon Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? - no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink - drink. i'm always hungry. eat no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane - Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship - zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident - fortunately not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight - dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing - see question 017&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend - long forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. First award - primary school volleyball zonal GOLD trophy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush - same answer as Q.024&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation - same answer as previous question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to - meixin in sms. mum in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted - &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with - &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate - roti prata -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched - Night At The Museum 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to - If Today Was Your Last Day, Nickelback. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought - roti prata thosai newspapers all for family. i'm a good son. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged - =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES:&lt;br /&gt;037. Food - fried rice. ice Cream &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks - Iced Lemon Tea &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing - anything black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Books - my bio book !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. Music - alot. Love Story - Taylor Swift most significant. but still got alot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Flower - lol. i don't like flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Colors - lime green &amp;amp; black &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Movies - monsters vs aliens. waiting to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Positions - goalkeeper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Subjects - bio and amaths lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2009..... I&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. [abit] had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. [prepaid] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. [huh ?] had someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. [???] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. [lol] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. [lol again] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. [should be] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. [x] broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. [] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. [x] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. [X] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. [ ] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. [ ] left the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. [x(snake)] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. [] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. [x] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. [x]went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. [ ] stayed single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating - nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking - nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to - finish this quiz. go out eat. refer to Q.016&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to - punk version of Apologise, Silverstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today - cannot sms.. so do nothing till night.. sleep till next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for - tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? - to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind - alot. CSI, psychologist, counsellour, teacher etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes - everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? - shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous - open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms - as long as she loves me, i won't care -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud - dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship - zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant - hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts - no. i don't wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home - ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense -no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody - lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart - bu zhi dao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested - soccer under void deck -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died - grandfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself - most of the time, yes.. sometimes not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles - maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight - i do. she doesn't believe me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven - think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus - lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date - erxin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date - see if we get along well or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - DUH ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - yes. with some negatives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the 100th and last. - yay. lol. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do.. sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we won't be smsing for a very long time..&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/3182539904862201483-6494715809869010970?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6494715809869010970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6494715809869010970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6494715809869010970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1460177787829351501</id><published>2009-05-16T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:54:10.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOG REVIVED!!! by someone else. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. muhahahahaha. wahahahahahaha. nyahahahahahaha. walalalalalala. weehoohohohoho. fualalalalalalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lameshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABE!!! -.- lol. self entertainment. k la. BYE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;siaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnn... LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1460177787829351501?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1460177787829351501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-revived-weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1460177787829351501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1460177787829351501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-revived-weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3898735843490840419</id><published>2009-04-25T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:32:09.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a big thanks to those who gave me the pink birthday card.. joan mellissa etc.. great wishes.. like it alot.. really appreciate it.. thanks again &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. never come for so long, many tags come in.. thanks everyone.. for the concern and birthday wishes.. replies now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ToNgJuN: yo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANNI: thanks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOAN: told you le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM: hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOAN: lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.FERLYN: bopian mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meixin: weeee replied (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shancheng: haha ! lame lah you. thanks.. for offering to help ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShImIn: sure. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ToNgJuN: thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.FERLYN: thank you very the much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShImIn: tytytytytytytyty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peijeng: thank you too. sure thing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junwei: ty ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rui Ying: ily too.. i know you're not ruiying.. hello tian fu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMIE: thx thx thx !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie: thank you. never mind lah. it's the thought that counts mah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done.. i want monday to faster come ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry.. but i feel, like as if, the feeling is.. fading..&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/3182539904862201483-3898735843490840419?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3898735843490840419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-thanks-to-those-who-gave-me-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3898735843490840419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3898735843490840419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-thanks-to-those-who-gave-me-pink.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-659809759785212160</id><published>2009-04-09T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:16:07.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found at meixin's super old blog.. damn pissed off now so doing this to get my mind distracted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What will be your last wish before you die? a final 'i love you' to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is more important to you? Friends or girlfriend? both also important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is the person you trust most? idk.. maybe gf.. my close friends ba ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think everyone can be trusted? of course not, never ! tio betrayed many times badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have a dream come true what would it be? nothing goes wrong between the two of us... hard to come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain? so many people see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your goal this year? good love life and single digit o level results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe in fate? definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What feeling do you love most? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;being loved&lt;/span&gt;... sort of lacking this now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no lies no betrayals no secrets&lt;/span&gt;.. love me as much as i love her... at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What feeling do you hate most? feeling that my other half, is not as i expected her to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you believe in God? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life now? nothing... i don't feel like living anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words-nobody tagged.. i koped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What have you regretted doing in your whole life? falling in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If time were to rewind, would you want it to be? don't know.. shall see what happens in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you wait forever for someone you love? yes, i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who cares for you the most? idk.. maybe her lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you believe in love at first sight? abit.. sec1 she first came for cca thought she chio already lo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-659809759785212160?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/659809759785212160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/found-at-meixins-super-old-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/659809759785212160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/659809759785212160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/found-at-meixins-super-old-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2789292268918763033</id><published>2009-04-08T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:27:58.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time didn't post.. doing another quiz.. exactly the same as last time i do de.. hopefully with different answers ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name - NUR IMAN ALAWI BIN SULAIMAN.. again..&lt;br /&gt;002. R, dazhu, IRONMAN, hobo..&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign - MIGHTY LOYAL FAITHFUL TAURUS !&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female - fully male..&lt;br /&gt;005. Kindergarten - pap too ?&lt;br /&gt;006. Primary School - Pei Chun Public School. 6F'05 rocks !&lt;br /&gt;007. Secondary School - lame question..&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color - half black half white.. serious..&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short - thick&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet - hysterical&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweets or Chocolates - CHOCOLATES !&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera - PHONE !!! i need one badly now..&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak - no, i eat what i want..&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? - people who know me will know..&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? - not crush already :x&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink - drink better.. my throat dries easily..&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings - no where&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos - no where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane - first time was when we went to Japan&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship - suffered in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident - would i still be here ?&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight - people who know me will know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing - see question 017&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend - forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;025. First award - primary school volleyball zonal GOLD trophy..&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush - forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation - 02/01/2000.. primary 1.. vacated to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to - meixin in person.. meixin in msn now..&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted - &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with - CC ! 4th april.. hotel for dogs..&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate - pringles.. wild spice ?&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched - Hotel for Dogs&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to - chaka chaka pata pon ! then i off my psp..&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought - whoa.. er.. pringles-wild spice,tomato,sour cream and onion.. potato chipsx3.. 1.5 bottle pokka lemon tea and peach tea..&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged - lalala FAVOURITES:&lt;br /&gt;037. Food - fried rice.. ICE CREAM !!!!!!!!!!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks - ICE LEMON TEA !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing - dunno.. not so particular.. black can le..&lt;br /&gt;040. Books - bio book ?&lt;br /&gt;041. Music - alot leh.. really ALOT..&lt;br /&gt;042. Flower - dunno&lt;br /&gt;043. Colors - lime green &amp;amp; of course BLACK !!!&lt;br /&gt;044. Movies - dunno&lt;br /&gt;045. Positions - STRIKER AND GOALKEEPER !&lt;br /&gt;046. Subjects - biology and amaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2008..... I&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;049. [crushed] had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;050. [went over by hours] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;051. [huh ?] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;052. [ ] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;053. [lol] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;054. [lol again] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;055. [quite alot] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;056. [x] broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;057. [alot too.. ask me, i'll tell..] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;058. [most of the time] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;059. [yes, appreciate her for that] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;060. [ ] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;061. [Japan !] left the country&lt;br /&gt;062. [ ] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;063. [x] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;064. [x] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;065. [ ]went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;066. [i should've had..] stayed single the whole year CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating - nitrogen oxygen hydrogen and rare gases..&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking - same as above..&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to - reply mexin on msn..&lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to - msn alert again and agian..&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today - comp till 10, psp till 11, listen song till i sleep, wake up at 5..&lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for - TOMORROW TO FASTER COME ! YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? - of course ! i like children..&lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? - currently&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind - psychologist ! occupational therapist, teacher ! soccer player.. to be contnued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes - devotion, willing to make sacrifices and changes..&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? - shorter&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous - both&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms - if i really love her, everywhere would be nice to me..&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud - neither ?&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship - relationship lar !&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant - in between.. not too close.. as open as i am can le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts - do not wear&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home - people who know me will know&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense - i have my hands and legs..&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody - ...&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart - i don't know lei..&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested - thrice, all for soccer under void deck..&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died - grandfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself - most of the time, yes.. sometimes not at all..&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles - YES ! we're too fated le.. cannot believe you know..&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight - maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven - heaven &amp;amp; earth green tea ! i don't like..&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus - rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date - never.. she want, i slap her..&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date - see if we go well or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - DUH ?????&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - i really can't decide.. sometimes, we're like heaven.. other times.. hais..&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God - yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the 100th and last. - i know.. yay, mission complete ! can post le.. special thanks to her for updating for me.. she should lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;tomorrow hope nothing will interfere with our plans.. with superwoman and batman also.. hope CC will be together.. if not i buy so much food and drinks, only we two eat.. so the emo lor.. btw, i miss you alot... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2789292268918763033?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2789292268918763033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-time-didnt-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2789292268918763033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2789292268918763033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-time-didnt-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7767541749418784818</id><published>2009-04-04T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:08:00.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 april: xinting's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;9 april: performance + sports day? :/&lt;br /&gt;22 april: hobo bday :D&lt;br /&gt;30 april: exams. _l_&lt;br /&gt;4 may: the day i've been waiting for so long.. x:&lt;br /&gt;16 may: johor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly dont wna post already.. bye x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;save me, i need to un-sian myself again... roar&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/3182539904862201483-7767541749418784818?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7767541749418784818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7767541749418784818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7767541749418784818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8118377347354340829</id><published>2009-03-28T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:58:41.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lazy to post man.. nothing to talk about also.. today's drum was ok ok.. very the slack.. jeremy leow tio one damn splinter ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;went more than halfway through below into his fingernail leh ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;scared the shit out of me man.. luckily, with the help of my famous safety pin, i managed to take it out.. heng.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. i don't wanna step down from drum.. i know we're supposed to step down soon.. sad lor.. lonely and boring life after that.. dry life.. dry will have static electricity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with updating now.. currently very the bored.. someone hyper me up please !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;actually wanted to write something else de.. then was afraid that you'll swing again, so decided not to put it.. so long haven't doa already.. stupid bus.. then today is stupid mrt.. dunno monday will be what..&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/3182539904862201483-8118377347354340829?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8118377347354340829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-to-post-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8118377347354340829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8118377347354340829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-to-post-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3097816894702104010</id><published>2009-03-26T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:26:56.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno what to post about leh.. came home early today ? oh ya, tmr teacher-parent meeting.. TERRIFIED.. dunno what mrs chan and mrs priya are going to say man.. sure super long jiu dui le lar.. pray pray pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;sorry for the mood swings these few days.. dunno what's come over me man.. i'm really really sorry.. it's not your fault.. maybe, it's just all mine.. all about me.. i really think that i'm asking too much from you.. i'm touched that you're so willing to change.. in return, i will alsl do my best to change and not have all these irritating swings.. i know you don't like them.. neither do i.. hope it won't come back.. and i'm ok now.. all thanks to your blog the 'you know where'.. thanks &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3097816894702104010?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3097816894702104010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/dunno-what-to-post-about-leh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3097816894702104010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3097816894702104010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/dunno-what-to-post-about-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3202977242885339023</id><published>2009-03-23T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:28:42.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing to post.. didn't like drum today.. doing cloves now.. freaking 32 pages to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i can rarely online these few days.. now i finally can, you're not here.. sadded ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3202977242885339023?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3202977242885339023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3202977242885339023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3202977242885339023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1135140808522083183</id><published>2009-03-22T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:10:55.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT BE SAD !!!!! I'M HERE !!!!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;don't sad lar.. i'll always be right by your side k ? my shoulder will always be reserved for you.. iloveyou &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1135140808522083183?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1135140808522083183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-not-be-sad-im-here-dont-sad-lar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1135140808522083183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1135140808522083183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-not-be-sad-im-here-dont-sad-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6888858280369486608</id><published>2009-03-22T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:05:43.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for the inconvenience caused.. previous post must highlight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to mac to meet cheuktow nicholas and xy for chinese project.. in the end, bu da suan zhuo.. so i got nothing to do.. bought bubbletea, delivered to someone special at her lift there ? i know i'm random..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6888858280369486608?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6888858280369486608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-for-inconvenience-caused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6888858280369486608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6888858280369486608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-for-inconvenience-caused.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1807414529261627643</id><published>2009-03-21T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:31:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry quiz again, love too musc.. from nicholas' blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span&gt;A)People who have been tagged must write their answers in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;B)Tag 8 people to do this quiz. Those that are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;C)Continue this game by tagging 8 other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What have you been doing recently ?&lt;br /&gt;going out.. slacking.. nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?&lt;br /&gt;will auto off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today ?&lt;br /&gt;druming ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry ?&lt;br /&gt;forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny ?&lt;br /&gt;alot.. too many fated things happen to us already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now ?&lt;br /&gt;L1R4=7.. good love life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;i like the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's your favourite thing to do on the bed ?&lt;br /&gt;sms.. listen to songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottoms are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;long pants ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest things in your inbox ?&lt;br /&gt;alot from ******..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make your relationship complicated ?&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught ?&lt;br /&gt;pink panther 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say ?&lt;br /&gt;siqi, message very long leh.. lazy type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud ?&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME - SIMPLE PLAN, during drum pt running ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;alot ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does the newest text say ?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo! What you normally buy. LOL. i miss you so much lah. Zzz. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;12 plus ? went to download song.. wei le ******..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy ?&lt;br /&gt;very with her !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you the best advise?&lt;br /&gt;all the people with ! in my blog.. and &lt;3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can ?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night ?&lt;br /&gt;Zoe ? i think it was last night ? about someone who didn't reply me messages and calls.. worry me like siao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is something bugging you now?&lt;br /&gt;9th of april do what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;her lah.. just now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i did this before.. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;faster update.. faster put that sentence for me.. to cheer me up ? sometimes will need it dearly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1807414529261627643?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1807414529261627643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-quiz-again-love-too-musc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1807414529261627643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1807414529261627643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-quiz-again-love-too-musc.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8009443644671353065</id><published>2009-03-19T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:10:18.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30th post ! found another quiz.. hope chien allows me to post this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy to your own note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erase my answers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tag twenty people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have to be real...nothing made up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person before you had the same first initial,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must use different answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start le.. my name very hard lor.. gave up halfway and started giving stupid answers..&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : IMAN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word : Idea ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : Iskandar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : Irene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Illusionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Indigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear : Indecent clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A Sport : Ice hokey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food : ICE CREAM !!!!!!!!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: Insects.. eeeew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place : Island ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late : Ill, as in sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout : I LOVE YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title : IRONMAN (meixin zoe jeremy would laugh upon seeing this i hope ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink : Instant noodles the soup ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group : Iron band ??? anyhow crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal : Indian Elephant ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name : Iwoman street #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car : 'Iproton Singapore'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song : In The End - Linkin Park &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lame shit.. moodswinged.. sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-8009443644671353065?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8009443644671353065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/30th-post-found-another-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8009443644671353065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8009443644671353065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/30th-post-found-another-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4568416021139023634</id><published>2009-03-19T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:50:35.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry everyone for not updating.. couldn't use comp.. gonna reply tags..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junyu: if i got time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HM17: same answer as junyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ren: i no time lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOEY: if i got time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: if i got time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shimin: hii too, thanks fot tagging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneka: yes yes yes, if i got problem you must help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;you asked me to message you, yet you're not replying.. and what happened to the sentence i'm supposed to read in your blog ? thought i could cheer up reading them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4568416021139023634?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4568416021139023634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-everyone-for-not-updating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4568416021139023634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4568416021139023634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-everyone-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1381019848413244941</id><published>2009-03-03T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:29:59.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi i'm a woman, &amp;amp; i create wonders. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to update. -.- shall write about random stuff. xD i realise that i do not have an english file, &amp;amp; its march already. LOL. i realise that i should have chosen bei bei mian today. baaa! nevermind i'm such a nice person. i realise that i'm very clumsy and blur these days. x: &amp;amp; lastly, i'm a good friend okay :D wei le some ppl, i got scolded lor. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. bye ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1381019848413244941?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1381019848413244941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-im-woman-i-create-wonders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1381019848413244941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1381019848413244941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-im-woman-i-create-wonders.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2881852225073038243</id><published>2009-02-28T21:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:33:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for updating for me :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK PANTIES TODAY ! jk jk.. pink panther with &lt;3 today.. show was not bad.. average, every 5mins got something funny happened.. great humour and plot too.. gonna do MY version of the previous quiz now: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name - NUR IMAN ALAWI BIN SULAIMAN.. happy ? so loooong..&lt;br /&gt;002. quite a few ? different peple call me different things.. mostly racist..&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign - MIGHTY LOYAL TAURUS !&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female - 99% male..&lt;br /&gt;005. Kindergarten - pap too ?&lt;br /&gt;006. Primary School - Pei Chun Public School. 6F-05 rocks !&lt;br /&gt;007. Secondary School - lame question..&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color - same as my skin..&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short - short and super curly..&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet - damn noisy..&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweets or Chocolates - CHOCOLATES !&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera - of course phone ! mine spoil le..&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak - no.. sort of don't care ? i eat what i want&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? - people who know me, should know..&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? - crush not equals to love&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink - they come together&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings - none 018. Tattoos - want to get.. but cannot.. against religion.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane - first time was when we went to Japan&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship - hm.. suffered in a relationship ba..&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident - er.. think i would still be here ?&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight - been in more than that.. &lt;br /&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing - i say don't have right ???&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend - forgot liao..&lt;br /&gt;025. First award - primary school volleyball zonal GOLD trophy..&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush - omg.. she's from my primary school.. AND IN CCHY TOO..&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation - vacated to school..  LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to - jeremy ong on msn..&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted - &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with - &lt;3 today !&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate - cold mac fries !&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched - Pink Panther 2, just now !&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to - 1 2 3 4&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought - large coke.. mac too..&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged - myself..&lt;br /&gt;037. Food - as long as it fills me, shui bian..&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks - ICE LEMON TEA !&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing - wear nothing with her.. lame shit..&lt;br /&gt;040. Books - to kill a mocking bird &lt;--- crap&lt;br /&gt;041. Music - alot leh.. really ALOT.. 042. Flower - dunno&lt;br /&gt;043. Colors - lime green &amp;amp; of course BLACK !!!&lt;br /&gt;044. Movies - dunno 045. Positions - eeeeeee too..&lt;br /&gt;046. Subjects - BIOLOGY ba.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2008..... I&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;049. [badly..] had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;050. [x] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;051. [x] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;052. [ ] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;053. [ ] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;054. [ ] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;055. [x] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;056. [x] broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;057. [x] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;058. [x] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;059. [thought i did..] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;060. [ ] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;061. [Japan !] left the country&lt;br /&gt;062. [ ] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;063. [x] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;064. [x] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;065. [ ]went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;066. [i should've had..] stayed single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating - the air too&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking - gaseous nitrogen and oxygen&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to - go home..&lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to - relatives gossip&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today - go home, chiong food again, sleep..&lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for - meet again.. imy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? - of course lar ! maid suffer.. i enjoy children's laughter.. &lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? - married le..&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind - alot.. psychologist ! biologist, occupational therapist, teacher ! soccer player.. to be contnued.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes - devotion&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? - shorter&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous - i would accept her character..&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms - i would accept her figure..&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud - both too ?&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship - relationship lar !&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant - i woud accept her decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts - i don't wear&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home - people who know me know..&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense - i got my fists and legs&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody - my heart&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart - should be :x&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested - thrice&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died - grandfather &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself - sometimes alot.. sometimes, not at all..&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles - YES ! her phone bill..&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight - maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven - heaven &amp;amp; earth green tea !&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus - rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date - have to bring it on for her ! omg.. horny + lame..&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date - see the girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - i wanna be with her all the time ):&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - hai hao..&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God - yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the 100th and last. - so.. what now ?  finally done.. sense of satisfaction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; monday drum.. FASTER COME !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2881852225073038243?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2881852225073038243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-for-updating-for-me-pink-panties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2881852225073038243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2881852225073038243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-for-updating-for-me-pink-panties.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6303929533235053480</id><published>2009-02-25T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:58:26.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;from my friend's blog. wanted to revive this blog so I did it here. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name - someone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;002. Nickname(s)- dunno. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;003. Star sign - leo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;004. Male or female - female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;005. Kindergarten - pap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;006. Primary School - wrps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;007. Secondary School - cchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;008. Hair color - black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;009. Long or short - dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;010. Loud or Quiet - very very quiet &amp;amp; guai XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;011. Sweets or Chocolates - anything =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;012. Phone or Camera - phone. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;013. Health freak - no, very unhealthy x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? - nah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? - yesh, milk tea !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;016. Eat or Drink - bothhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;017. Piercings - 100 lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;018. Tattoos - everywhere. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;019. Been in an airplane - yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;020. Been in a relationship - lalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;021. Been in a car accident - dunno&lt;/span&gt; =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;022. Been in a fist fight - nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;023. First piercing - forgot already lah! 100 leh xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;024. First best friend - nicoleeee. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;025. First award - birth cert. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;026. First crush - my kindergarten friend. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;028. First vacation - singapore. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LASTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;029. Last person you talked to - bro ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;030. Last person you texted - 'nicholas'. HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with - stupid guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;032. Last food you ate - fried ricee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;033. Last movie you watched - smelly coffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;034. Last song you listened to - the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;035. Last thing you bought - MILK TEAAAAAA. wahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;036. Last person you hugged - jiaee. lol -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FAVES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;037. Food - everything. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;038. Drinks - MILK TEAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;039. Clothing - wear nothing lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;040. Books - dont like :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;041. Music - anything that is nice. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;042. Flower - nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;043. Colors - limegreeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;044. Movies - dunno leh. -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;045. Positions - eeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;046. Subjects - physical education. hoho. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IN 2008..... I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;049. [ ] had your heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;050. [x] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;051. [ ] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;052. [ ] came out of the closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;053. [ ] gotten pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;054. [ ] had an abortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;055. [x] done something you've regretted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;056. [x] broke a promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;057. [x] hid a secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;058. [x] pretended to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;059. [ ] met someone who changed your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;060. [ ] pretended to be sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;061. [ ] left the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;062. [ ] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;063. [x] cried over the silliest thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;064. [x] ran a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;065. [x]went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;066. [wee] stayed single the whole year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;067. Eating - the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;068. Drinking - milk tea. oh finish le. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;069. I'm about to - batheee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;070. Listening to - someone's annoying voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;071. Plans for today - bathe, die, sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;072. Waiting for - the moon to turn square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;073. Want kids? - yesh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;074. Want to get married? - yesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;075. Careers in mind - o.o my ecareer thingy all crap sia. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL/BOY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;076. Lips or eyes - everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;077. Shorter or taller? - taller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous - anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms -  stomach. hahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;080. Sensitive or loud - both o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship - relationship = =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant - suibian lah hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts - nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;084. Ran away from home - nope, i so guai. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense - my umbrella. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;086. Killed somebody - myself. -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;087. Broken someone's heart - i hope not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;088. Been arrested - nono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;089. Cried when someone died - no one died x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;090. Yourself - not sure =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;091. Miracles - YESSS! my phone bill. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;092. Love at first sight - yea. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;093. Heaven - earth only bah x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;094. Santa Claus - nopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;095. Sex on the first date - yea bring it on bah. hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;096. Kiss on the first date - kiss my ass ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - sometimes, maybe :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;099. Do you believe in God - dunno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;100. This is the 100th and last. - sure. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, bye! heheheh.&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/3182539904862201483-6303929533235053480?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6303929533235053480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-my-friends-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6303929533235053480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6303929533235053480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-my-friends-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4830787321776191731</id><published>2009-02-21T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:08:50.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found this at Melvin's blog.. thought of doing.. LOVE QUIZES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you turn in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;-16 lah, then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you rather love one person or have many relationships ?&lt;br /&gt;-siao or what ? Iman=Faith, Taurus=Loyal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you date with someone 8 years older than you ?&lt;br /&gt;- no way man.. hard to give sense of security..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When was the last time you laughed ?&lt;br /&gt;-hm.. friday.. library with &lt;3 and Zoeremy.. laughed like mad because of my bio book( go to Zoe's blog for pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What were you doing at 4am this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;-4am ? ain't everyone sleeping ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's your relationship with the person you last texted ?&lt;br /&gt;- er.. couple ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What did you do today ?&lt;br /&gt;-updating psp songs, sms and msn &lt;3, religious class, eat alot ! i think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you really want to see now ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;3 !!! miss her dearly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;-don't think so !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who's your last missed call ?&lt;br /&gt;-think it was her.. forget le, hp battless now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's something you really want now ?&lt;br /&gt;-less than 10 points for Olevels ! possible de hor.. and of course, NOT TO STEP DOWN FOR DRUM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;-*what time are you going to wake up.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you go back in time if you had the chance ?&lt;br /&gt;-i dunno.. if i did, i seriously don't think i'll be happy with my life ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's something you need to go shopping for ?&lt;br /&gt;-R AND J NECKLACE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want kids ?&lt;br /&gt;-of course ! wifr take care mah.. i enjoy their cute faces only.. lao po suffer ! maybe maid ba.. my current 'wife' very lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you in love with anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;-lame shit.. OF COURSE ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How's is your heart lately ?&lt;br /&gt;-from a million pieces, patched up to around 10 pieces ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When was the last time you slept on the floor ?&lt;br /&gt;-i always sleep on matress.. floor, forget le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is your phone close to you ?&lt;br /&gt;-yes, but battless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is bothering right now ?&lt;br /&gt;-hm.. nothing ba.. except me stepping down ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What does your last text received message say ?&lt;br /&gt;-SURE! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where are you now ?&lt;br /&gt;-aunt's house.. sembawang.. beautiful blue windowed flats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you listening to music ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;currently, no.. but as soon as my psp charges finish, gonna listen like mad !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you like country music ?&lt;br /&gt;- I LOVE TAYLOR SWIFT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you wet toothbrush before toothpaste ?&lt;br /&gt;- yea ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How is your hairstyle right now ?&lt;br /&gt;-my hair no style de.. always irritatingly curly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like your first name ?&lt;br /&gt;-nur ? pronounced as no but, love it ? parents think of it de leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. The last thing you drank&lt;br /&gt;-justea + lemon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What you sing obnoxiously in car?&lt;br /&gt;-LOVE STORY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do 15 mintues ago ?&lt;br /&gt;-religious class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you think you are a good person ?&lt;br /&gt;-duno leh.. think i'm a good friend ? i can counsell people.. but sometimes too need counselling too.. and i get jealous super easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The first contact name in your phone ?&lt;br /&gt;-Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. The sweetest person in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;3 lah, still got who.. later i never put that it's her she kill me how ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. The closest male to you now is&lt;br /&gt;- dunno leh.. i think NICHOLAS leh.. dunno why also.. and maybe perry and tian fu too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. The person you are chatting with now ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The languages that you are able to speak ?&lt;br /&gt;-english, chinese, malay, japanese !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. The last person whom you screwed ?&lt;br /&gt;-contributed in breaking a guys heart ? but think he's ok now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. One word about your life now ?&lt;br /&gt;-1 ah ? dunno leh.. er.. maybe.. stressed ba.. yes ! stressed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Where do your wish to work ?&lt;br /&gt;-dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you especially good at ?&lt;br /&gt;-BEING ROMANTIC !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Would you date someone younger then you ?&lt;br /&gt;-of course ! easier to give an quan gan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who are you to youreself ?&lt;br /&gt;-me ah ? er.. a good person ? great friend ? PROFESSIONAL BHB-ER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you forgive people easily ?&lt;br /&gt;- YES.. very easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Which girl is precious to you ?&lt;br /&gt;-wa lao.. you say leh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Your dressing style ?&lt;br /&gt;-anything.. can go out naked also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How are you different from other boy ?&lt;br /&gt;-i emo easily.. extra romantic !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. The bad point of yourself ?&lt;br /&gt;-emo lor.. jealous super easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. The last contact in your phone ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Your favourite song ?&lt;br /&gt;-LOVE STORY ! and it will still be for quite a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. The two hated contact in your phone ?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't keep contacts of hated people.. i will delete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Can you learn one language in 10 days ?&lt;br /&gt;-who so pro ? guiness records also take 1 week to learn iceland leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. One gorgeous girl you came across ?&lt;br /&gt;- meixin ! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Who is your biggest enemy ?&lt;br /&gt;- myself sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Which gang do you support ?&lt;br /&gt;- what gang ? festive drum gang lah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What do you think about gangster ?&lt;br /&gt;-no right to comment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Proper age to join gang ?&lt;br /&gt;-even baby if can talk and got guts can le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you have a blogspot ?&lt;br /&gt;- then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you like anyone who smokes ?&lt;br /&gt;-can't comment.. those who know me well know that i've got link with smoking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What do you think about modelling ?&lt;br /&gt;- ANOREXIC ! ps spelling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Given a chance, would you like to be a model ?&lt;br /&gt;- siao.. i not so xing gan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Whose approval to you usually seek first ?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;3 ! and sometimes my closest friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What do you wish to be in the future ?&lt;br /&gt;- a good guy with a great life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Tag people to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;- anyone who's bored ? feel free to do.. must pay me with a tag alright ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;monday faster come !!! and i want faster watch pink PANTIES with you too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4830787321776191731?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4830787321776191731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/found-this-at-melvins-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4830787321776191731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4830787321776191731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/found-this-at-melvins-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7990738868125412845</id><published>2009-02-17T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:56:33.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would like to let all know, that i won't be posting very much from now on.. won't be having much time.. now also is tou tou use comp de.. gonna reply all tags and the sentence for her and that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENCHIEN: i ok le lah.. that was last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meixin: not emo le lah ! that one so long ago.. ps ps mt fault.. i return here loooong later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice: you too.. i idiot you idiotest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie: no time these few days.. when i got time i will alright ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LENE: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRACY: notihng nothing.. now totally alright already.. having a happy life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIMIN: don't lame lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tian fu: ya right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOE: had fun too ! yeah, you ARE random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinting: sorry lah.. no time lah.. will when i've got the time oh kay oh kay oh kay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3182539904862201483-7990738868125412845?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7990738868125412845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-would-like-to-let-all-know-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7990738868125412845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7990738868125412845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-would-like-to-let-all-know-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4823596050515155952</id><published>2009-02-12T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:40:39.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>felt like doing.. from meixin's blog.. to get my mine of something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What have you been doing recently ?&lt;br /&gt;  crying..&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?&lt;br /&gt;   it auto will auto off alot..&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today ?&lt;br /&gt;    bio.. mrs priya really very good.. so caring..&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry ?&lt;br /&gt;    currently.. aiya, i know i'm weak..&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny ?&lt;br /&gt;    abit..&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now ?&lt;br /&gt;    her freedom ):&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;   i like the rain too..&lt;br /&gt;8. What’s your favourite thing to do on the bed ?&lt;br /&gt;    listen songs..&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottoms are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;    pants ?&lt;br /&gt;10. What’s the nicest things in your inbox ?&lt;br /&gt;      all messages from &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make your relationship complicated ?&lt;br /&gt;      ?&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;     no..&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught ?&lt;br /&gt;      madagascar 2 with drum clique..&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;      the care and devotion she's giving me.. proud of her ba..&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say ?&lt;br /&gt;      i can't check.. phone.. not with me..&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud ?&lt;br /&gt;      school song to &lt;3 ?&lt;br /&gt;18. What does the newest text say ?&lt;br /&gt;      er.. can't check also.. from &lt;3 jiu dui le..&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;      didn't sleep last night.. emo-ed..&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy ?&lt;br /&gt;      no.. moodless..&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you the best advise?&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;3 lor.. the bast i think..&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can ?&lt;br /&gt;      no..&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night ?&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;3.. then from 4am-6am.. hiong right ?&lt;br /&gt;24. Is something bugging you now?&lt;br /&gt;      the things that are threatening our relationship..&lt;br /&gt;25. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;3 lor.. quite long ago also ba.. moodless how to laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone can console me or not  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;hais.. i'm suay.. blame myself.. so effking careless.. sorry can't sms you because of this.. hais.. sorry to disappoint you.. i've disappointed myself too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4823596050515155952?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4823596050515155952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/felt-like-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4823596050515155952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4823596050515155952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/felt-like-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4403222592060479927</id><published>2009-02-12T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:55:38.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hais.. i need consoling now.. or i'm gonna breakdown at any moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4403222592060479927?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4403222592060479927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/hais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4403222592060479927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4403222592060479927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7272281167474846075</id><published>2009-02-08T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:13:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20th post ! hais.. so tired now.. and i want all to see this.. big big ah.. especially certain people.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VALKYRIE SSC ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not sembawang shopping centre people.. is street soccer club.. finally gonna make one.. i established Faizers, now it's not mine anymore.. Valkyrie, is made up of my bestest friends.. i'm assureed that they will never overpower me de.. who's in it ? yours truly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wei jie, terrence, tian fu, perry, ren jie and cheng lin.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hope all will be free if we have any matches.. especially tan cheng lin.. we'll most probably joining futsal tournaments ba.. since it's 7-a-side..all can play.. fair.. oh ya, commitee decided so far: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manager: wei jie&lt;br /&gt;coach: me !&lt;br /&gt;logistics: tian fu( his house nearest.. apart from wei jie..)&lt;br /&gt;secretary: perry(jerseys, etc)&lt;br /&gt;trainings will be held on every wednesday and saturday.. at our usual place.. 637 there lor.. PON WILL TIO FINE HOR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to post le lar.. can't think of anything.. oh ya, whold day lor.. bo pian.. today, had to reach school at 7.45 cause we were having performance at main school.. guess what.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WOKE UP AT 8.05 !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tell me i'm suay.. slept at 9 plus last night leh.. still can't wake up.. feel so stupid.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we reached school and left, played soccer at 637 street soccer court.. thought of making a street soccer club.. VALKYRIE.. i thought of this name.. just like Faizers.. played till super tired.. sun so hot somemore.. sweat like mad just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..looooong post.. i think ? gonna end here ba.. SOMEONE can't wait to see my post le.. happy cny ending people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg omg omg.. tmr's our big day ! got drum, good.. can see each other.. but, after drum how.. i want to send you home  ):&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/3182539904862201483-7272281167474846075?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7272281167474846075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/20th-post-hais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7272281167474846075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7272281167474846075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/20th-post-hais.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6419254270180780991</id><published>2009-02-06T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:30:51.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit.. die.. mati..</title><content type='html'>omg.. screwed.. die.. shit.. suay.. mati.. dunno what's gonna happen to her.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPER SUPER DAMN WORRIED FOR HER RIGHT NOW !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i scared she tio gan lor.. hais.. why are we so suay.. omg.. tio stun when i saw lor.. she was more shocked.. wth.. freaking out now.. sort of.. not gonna post about match today, cos i think this is much much more important.. shouldn't be thinking of the match now.. currently worrying like hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;omg.. what's gonna happen to you sia.. you know how worried i am for you now.. omg omg omg.. hope you'll be fine  ):   ):   ):   ):   ):   ):   ):   ):   ):   ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6419254270180780991?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6419254270180780991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/shit-die-mati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6419254270180780991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6419254270180780991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/shit-die-mati.html' title='shit.. die.. mati..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-205915209978944408</id><published>2009-02-05T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:24:18.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna go straight to the point.. tmr there'll be a match in the school field.. FAIZERS FC vc INTER LIONS FC.. oh ya, gonna write big big here.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tan Tian Fu, Terrence Lee, Tan Cheng Lin and Teo Ren Jie are gonna join Faizers !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hopefully.. they have potential de lah.. just have to train more lor.. sure can play well alongside us de.. HAVE CONFIDENCE GUYS !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr they'll be coming for the match.. their debut.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tian fu, hope you can slide a nice one tmr ! terrence, hope you'll score ! cheng lin, your position will be a surprise.. ren jie.. ren jie.. still dunno yet.. sorry ah.. should be defend too ba.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;don't see defenders small hor.. defenders are one of a team's key players.. means, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tian fu ah, you key player leh.. make us proud tmr ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end here.. sort of like advertising about tmr.. planned to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hope you can come tmr.. i a little scared sia.. later you go see, then i super nervous.. then let in how.. scary sia..&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/3182539904862201483-205915209978944408?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/205915209978944408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/gonna-go-straight-to-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/205915209978944408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/205915209978944408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/gonna-go-straight-to-point.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6606584922823226377</id><published>2009-02-04T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:14:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pearlyn: you are like.. dunno how many hundredth person to know.. jk lah.. maybe.. top 20 ba.. so, still not that big.. yet, not that small.. omg, see your name.. feel like crapping le lor !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenchien: updated lah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneka: ya lah ya lah.. he rocks.. I LOOOOOVE RONALDO !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... : get lost.. no ball put name issit.. i say must include name right ? or you so dumb then can't read ? must be lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tian fu: good good good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi an: good good.. continue to tio ban ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'll wait for weekend to come.. i have patience de.. don't blame the test or your efforts put in lah.. never mind de k ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6606584922823226377?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6606584922823226377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/pearlyn-you-are-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6606584922823226377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6606584922823226377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/pearlyn-you-are-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1408333098838472306</id><published>2009-02-02T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:05:28.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah, my everlasting blogging spree ended 2 days ago.. cos i was too tired to post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a new friend.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANEKA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is her name.. so big lor i put.. she learns chinese too.. like me.. higher chinese somemore.. power.. oh ya ! and she supports MANCHESTER UNITED !! good choice.. though she likes Ronaldo.. that shit diver.. quite pro also lah actually.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went to jeremy leow's house there to film his total defence day skit thingy.. thought it would be boring at first.. but it eventually turned out to be super funny lor.. the director jeremy and crew: me ricky junyu colin and darren.. i be newscaster sia.. then ending of a video will have N.G. de rite ?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  most of the N.G.s from me lor !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm gonna be even more famous already lo.. whole of 3H is sure to laugh the shit out of me.. ms teng also lor i think.. sianned.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost my wallet yesterday too.. while shooting.. holding the mike then walk away for a few seconds.. after that, gone ! effking asshole go take.. curse that person lah.. these few days so many people things going missing.. nicholas psp gona.. my wallet gone.. dunno who'll be next.. good luck to all the people out there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ANEKA house with j to study after going to jurong east popular for her FnN book and jurong point to search for earing.. our search, still in vain.. dunno we look for how long le lor.. sian.. shall stop here le ba.. nothing more to include le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, only 2 days i absent.. so many tags come.. *touched* man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meixin: huh ? don't understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shimin: thanks ah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda ong: ok ok.. tyty.. wah, i so famous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingyi: of course i know lah.. the siao siao one lor.. WITH BEN DE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharlene: thanks thanks thanks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam: thx thx thx !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minqi:ty ty ty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenchien: ya lah ya lah.. i only put on people whom i think treat me well.. people whon i can look&lt;br /&gt;for when i need help in anything.. unlike some, who say only.. when i really need help, they don't&lt;br /&gt;bother to do anything lor.. so disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi an: good job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie: like that also can.. whatever lah you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn: update le lor.. will when i have the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;wah.. so suay.. me phone sotting leh.. cannot on.. sorry ah.. will faster sms you when i can.. hais.. sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-1408333098838472306?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1408333098838472306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/wah-my-everlasting-blogging-spree-ended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1408333098838472306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1408333098838472306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/02/wah-my-everlasting-blogging-spree-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-5799626529916525455</id><published>2009-01-30T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:31:35.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hais.. same as yesterday.. i'm sorry.. tried my best to reach home as fast as i could le.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;really sorry.. choing-ed shower still no use.. 3 min bath.. didn't know you offlined so early this time.. and you got scolded ar ? sorry for that too k ? next time i shall not go for any concert or whatever thing that will end so late le..&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/3182539904862201483-5799626529916525455?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/5799626529916525455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/hais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5799626529916525455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/5799626529916525455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-3794201272723808186</id><published>2009-01-29T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:57:23.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to post ??</title><content type='html'>hi people ! currently, nothing happened today.. i think.. eh ? actually quite alot also ba.. 4F's GUAI KIA DAY and performance after school at CHUN DAO HE PAN.. aiya, i admit lar.. I'M TOO TIRED TO POST.. still have to get up at 4am tmr morning to do hw.. if have any.. oh ya, got amaths.. again.. Miss Woo.. *sian diao face*.. i go sleep le lar.. 4 hours of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;hais.. i use comp mainly is because i thought you'll still be online.. you mot online i'd rather not on comp lor.. nothing to do also.. never mind lar.. next time.. hope we'll see each other tmr ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-3794201272723808186?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3794201272723808186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3794201272723808186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/3794201272723808186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-to-post.html' title='nothing to post ??'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-7403301645502473024</id><published>2009-01-28T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:58:36.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if you slowly count them all, there's a total of 1000 for you.. deeply from the bottom of my heart..i didn't copy and past them.. all typed out de.. and you know i'm a comp noob.. took me hours to finish this.. and, i mean each and every one of those sorries..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY 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style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;sorry okie.. really really very very sorry.. oh ya, hope you'll change your memory card name to the one before.. prefer that one :-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-7403301645502473024?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7403301645502473024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7403301645502473024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/7403301645502473024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry.html' title='sorry..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-9183869855169736283</id><published>2009-01-27T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:18:22.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring..</title><content type='html'>beware people.. this is an even more boring post.. cos, i really really have nothing to post le lor.. tmr really don't know how le.. don't want to pang seh either one lor.. shit.. hais.. tmr then decide ba.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SORRY GROUP MEMBERS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AND J &lt;/span&gt;..didn't know had to go to URA tmr.. shit shit shit.. tmr, i shall do deep thinking.. nothing to write le, so shall stop here.. byeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;tmr how how how.. hais.. i try to ask them friday go ba.. sorry ah.. really sian diao now ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-9183869855169736283?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/9183869855169736283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/9183869855169736283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/9183869855169736283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring.html' title='boring..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-571759641097196583</id><published>2009-01-26T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:45:48.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASURE !</title><content type='html'>beware for a super boring post people.. firstly, quite disappointed.. saw abit of the eclipse only.. just a tiny tiny bit.. secondly.. wth.. someone hornying now in msn.. see through webcam, face so funny lor. but hair, very nice.. though it's short.. GROW LONGER BA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. my life is the same.. boring, nothing to do.. at least you all got $$$ collect.. i have zao jiu buy card for my phone le lor.. sadded.. cooped up at home with nothing to do.. only a computer.. and psp.. which are already sianning me out.. play till sian le.. happily djmaxed all songs.. then nothing to play already.. besides my fifa09 lor.. ANYONE WANNA CHALLENGE ME FIFA ONLINE 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i really don't know what to write le lor.. seriously nothing happened today.. shall stop here ba.. nothing to post le lor.. BUT AT LEAST I MADE AN EFFORT TO POST HOR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;horny !! still can't decide on were to go on wednesday ar ? if cannot never mind de okay ? i won't mind.. won't be picky.. &lt;3 you too much le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-571759641097196583?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/571759641097196583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/pleasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/571759641097196583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/571759641097196583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/pleasure.html' title='PLEASURE !'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-4507074586207039862</id><published>2009-01-25T18:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:26:39.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian..</title><content type='html'>hais.. damn bored right now.. lucky J online.. if not i think i would've died of boredom already.. and i'm happy too !! J can online !! happy sia.. wednesday hope 4F doesn't have anything on.. supp or remedial.. cos, if everything goes according to plan, we may be going out.. again.. don't ask me why we go out so often.. i also don't know actully.. i only know that i enjoy it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. CNY is so boring for me.. nothing to do.. no $$$ collect also.. sad lar.. only got all the hw.. i think i'm gonna do Miss Woo's ang bao if i got time.. i'm gonna get top student for O levels.. or at least be on the screen.. of students that did recommendably well.. i WILL study super super hard de man.. since i'll be having encouragement and someone to accompany me study next time.. intense adrenaline motivation to study !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i posting ar ? oh yeah, to keep my streak alive.. have been posting since this blog was made.. still can't put any pics of vids.. cos MY PHONE'S USB CABLE'S MISSING.. sorry all.. so, will continue to have wordy posts till i change my phone ba.. and that may be many many months later.. SO SORRY PEOPLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i just talked to myself in a conversation with someone.. zi bi.. i think the stress of Os are really taking effects on me le lor.. i'm going crazy.. so people, stress me out somemore and you'll see what'll happen to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here ba.. nothing to write already lor.. my life is boring on weekends.. visit again soon alright ? i go slack liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE THING, i'm totally in love with the following songs.. in order of liking too:&lt;br /&gt;1. LOVE STORY!-Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN I'M WITH YOU!-Faber Drive&lt;br /&gt;3. You Belong With Me-Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;4. Womanizer-Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;5. Invisible-Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;yay !! can talk to you le.. happy happy happy.. wednesday it is then ! shall wait for wednesday to come patiently..sorry write so short, dunno what to say le.. since you don't want me rou ma now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-4507074586207039862?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/4507074586207039862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sian_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4507074586207039862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/4507074586207039862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sian_25.html' title='sian..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8516506312143097238</id><published>2009-01-24T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:21:51.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad  )':</title><content type='html'>hais.. sorry for the low mood now everyone.. will post a short one.. cos i'm SAD.. can't communicate till school reopens.. isn't that depressing ? all because my hp no $$$.. and visiting won't end so early.. hais.. 4 days.. not sure if i can do it.. missing her compant already.. if so, what's gonna happen in the looonger 3 days i wonder.. can't imagine.. don't wanna imagine too.. still counting down to 14th february.. 21 more days.. still a long way to go.. i hope it's worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;hais.. what am i to do sia.. 4 looooooooong days cannot talk to you.. i'll be very lonely without you  ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-8516506312143097238?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8516506312143097238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8516506312143097238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8516506312143097238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad.html' title='sad  )&apos;:'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2815715033350607610</id><published>2009-01-23T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:39:39.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry 6F peeps..</title><content type='html'>SORRY 6F people.. for not turning up at PEI CHUN today.. had something more important to do.. hope to see you guys soon alright.. ESPECIALLY FRANCESSCA !! organise gathering soon will ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning, realised that my uniform's under my table.. so.. LACK OF BUTTONS..AGAIN.. how sotonger can i get.. bo pian lor.. must go to school with 4 buttons again.. dug thr bag of gifts i brought back from JAPAN for the winnie the pooh hp strap for J.. all the way at the bottom leh.. suayness.. but it didn't go to waste i guess.. she seemed so happy after i gave it to her.. keep holding until hot sia ! hope she brings it wherever she goes.. cherish it as how i cherish her ba.. hope ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english test was kinda easy.. helped people near me for a few of the answers.. I'M A GREAT FRIEND YEAH ? after that went to prepare for the performance.. suddenly our new coach came and told us that he was our new instructor.. BELSON LEE !! tio shock lor.. almost screamed at backstage.. hais.. sort of worry for him ba.. hope he'll be able to teach us and the juniors well.. and hope the seniors will respect him.. that includes me as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to HUAMIN PRIMARY to perform.. PERVIN SIM'S EX SCHOOL.. the small small kids were like so cute lor.. piece of cake to meet their standards ? then went back to school.. lectured.. went back to class.. bonding ? found out that SHAWN KO WAI KIT IS MY ANGEL.. AND I'M HIS ANGEL.. super qiao.. after that went to blah blah blah le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here ba.. though noone's pesterning me to stop.. got people waiting for my post lar.. so, shan't keep them waiting lor ! see how good i am ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for the long long time we spent together today.. junction8.. sun plaza.. park.. longest duration of time we spent right ? thanks again.. seeing you smile.. makes me so happy.. glad to have you by my side so often.. hope you feel that way too :-/&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/3182539904862201483-2815715033350607610?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2815715033350607610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry-6f-peeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2815715033350607610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2815715033350607610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry-6f-peeps.html' title='sorry 6F peeps..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-8228988484712492587</id><published>2009-01-22T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:25:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay ! my blog's so far been updated everyday ! what a great owner hor ? though no pics lar.. i can't put.. hp usb cable lost liao.. sad.. sorry ar people ! if too many words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was boring.. run,pull up, push-up, badminton.. tries hard to drag so J could see me.. FAILED ): never mind.. next time shall heck care mr niao and continue playing ba.. OMG ! HAPPY MAN ! FINALLY GOT MY $150 ! though it's quite little, i'm satisfied with it ok ? $150 just like that.. sad, have to use that $$$ to pay for my jap class.. but i don't mind at all.. since the jap class i join with J de (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian ar.. performance tmr.. TWO PERFORMANCES SOMEMORE.. one in school and after that, we'll be going to HUAMIN PRIMARY SCHOOL to perform.. quite near.. hope we can get back in time, since we're the first items for both schools.. I WANNA GO BACK TO PEI CHUN PUBLIC SCHOOL !! but must first stay back after that for dunno what bonding thing.. after that then i chiong back to pcps ba.. 4F IS BONDED !! just now during deco judging bomb here bomb there so fun man ! J was there watching us MAKING STONGER BONDS.. chemistry.. shout till abit sorethroat man.. tmr no voice to shout during performance le.. too bad.. KAO CENTER TO SHOUT FOR ALL OF US BA.. hope J will help out for both performances tmr too.. PLEASEEE ? :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;go lar.. extra never mind de.. going holiday le.. cannot see you for so many days.. if i miss you till i commit suicide how ?&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/3182539904862201483-8228988484712492587?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8228988484712492587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-my-blogs-so-far-been-updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8228988484712492587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/8228988484712492587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-my-blogs-so-far-been-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2739990770632754010</id><published>2009-01-21T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:21:40.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glad that we're friends once again..</title><content type='html'>yay !! happy ? didn't want to lose such a great friend.. one of a kind.. and i'm sorry for the post.. in a fist of anger.. SORRY.. yuan liang wo hao mah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. realised that i started st 8 plus and it's 9:53 now ! wth.. msning takes so much time.. omg, lesons today were damn sian !! first day in 2009 that lessons caused me to fall asleep.. IN THE CENTER OF THE FIRST ROW OF THE CLASS SOMEMORE LEH.. tell me i'm pro alright ? after school had the tuupid match against gate-3.. we lost.. again.. should've won man.. we had the potential.. but because of some blunders, from me also have, commited mistakes and let in goals.. sianned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall change topic ! after the match went to class to see the deco thingy.. i go up sweep floor only lor.. never mind ba.. I'M HELPFUL.. shun bian sweep amanda, xue qi and rachel's feel too.. so kind hor me ? went to 637 but drinkd from aunty.. she closing real soon.. sad.. TO THOSE WHO KNOW HER, PLEASE SUPPORT HER MAN ! HELP HER CLEAR HER STOCKS ! she'll be forced to close permenantly after cny ba.. i think.. sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed.. bathed.. and currently posting.. TMR CAN SEND J HOME !! hopefully.. still must wait for the CNY judging to end.. hope oh kian tee not one of the judges.. WEN TI DA BU DA ?! only know how to ask that.. tuupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyo, supposed to off at 10.. 10:10 now.. sian..btw, can anyone recommend a gift fot valentines day ? i can't think of anything.. shi bai man.. i'm a lousy jio-er.. must admit it.. anyway, i think i'll stop here ba.. wanna sleep early. save energy for PE tmr.. SHALL PLAY VOLLEYBALL !! miss the touch of a vb le.. ok ok.. i shall leave.. miss me will you ? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;do you know how joyful i feel.. standing right beside you.. without anyone disturbing our time together.. hais.. how i wish, it could remain like this forever.. RHYMES LEH ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2739990770632754010?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2739990770632754010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/glad-that-were-friends-once-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2739990770632754010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2739990770632754010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/glad-that-were-friends-once-again.html' title='glad that we&apos;re friends once again..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-6296877348565128662</id><published>2009-01-20T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:18:19.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUANG..</title><content type='html'>hey people.. sorry for the post before.. really can't stand people talking crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up as per normal.. forgot that it was tuesday.. so, djmaxed to keep me awake.. left a few more songs then all songs max combo le.. then headed for school.. sian ar.. life is so boring without $$$ in my hp to sms.. was daydreaming at khatib mrt station, until i saw HER. tio shock leh. both of us were laughing lor. i was walking behind her.. i think that was my slowest walk to school ever lor.. COS SHE WALK SUPER SLOW !! never mind.. trained my patience ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school.. sit.. school stand.. up.. pledge.. down.. sit.. go class.. lessons.. after recess shawn specs fell from the 4th storey leh ! all thanks to our dear nicholas.. most amazing thing, after it fell into the tree and landed on the ground floor, NOTHING WAS WRONG WITH IT ! everyone was half shock half laughing lor.. lucky for him.. CONGRATS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school.. our best a.maths teacher had her supp.. it was 'fun'.. J had to wait for me for so long.. yet at 3:30, miss woo still call me go up do examples.. walao.. another half an hour gone.. SORRY J ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, happy all the way ! walk walk walk at amk hub.. saw joan and jingyan ! joan say &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;btch&lt;/span&gt; they all below.. another shock lor. i dunno how she feel lar. i know i was damn jinzhang man.. NO MATTER WHAT I DON'T WANNA SEE THEM.. 5 seconds and we were out of hub le. on our way to amk station.. trained to admiralty.. J bought wanbao for her dad, 2 mcChickens, and slurpee.. was to share share de.. helped her take all. so auto rite ?! then walked from there to her house.. omg, the route like maze like that sia.. so i took bus to causeway point instead.. enjoyed the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eff lar.. tuupid father again.. always so early ask me off le.. irritating.. bo pian.. shall stop here.. miss me yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;though it was only a few hours.. i really cherish every second spent with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-6296877348565128662?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/6296877348565128662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/shuang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6296877348565128662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/6296877348565128662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/shuang.html' title='SHUANG..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-1489161215783182127</id><published>2009-01-19T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:01:07.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omg.. had to start off the day going out with only 4 metal buttons on me.. house not enough le.. after leaving my uniform with joo.. lucky wasn't caught by teacher.. especially Tan Thiam Soon.. heng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons was kinda okay.. poh poh praised me TWICE during chemistry man.. first: 'phyllan ! Iman has improved but you haven't !'.. i thought i heard wrong lor.. next: 'wah Iman, clever already ar ?'.. siao.. as if i last time not like that.. X-factor ok.. jk jk.. she said that just because i drew graph correctly.. really need psychiatrist.. bio test was, commentless.. Mrs Priya really one of the best teachers in CCHY lor.. last 5 mins she said: 'i'll let you guys refer to your notes'.. omg, really very good lor ! love her man !&lt;br /&gt;after school got drum.. was ok lor.. compared to the times when IT was around.. biased freak.. effking RACIST.. oh ya, reminds me.. now i'm currently pissed with someone, very similar to IT.. same nationality.. same amount of acne.. ps spelling.. i think correct ba.. aiya, all same lar.. only that one flirt girls.. the other flirt young boys.. both can't control their sexual hunger.. disgrace us males..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.. my prepaid card no $$$ le.. used up $100 in about a week or so ? shocked myself.. never mind lar.. shall find a way to spend time with *my url*.. hope she'll allow ba.. sianned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm now super delighted too ! suddenly so many people know of my blog le.. i only told about 5 ? and it's only 3 days old.. stun tio.. blogging quite destressing leh.. TO ALL THOSE WITHOUT A BLOG: TRY IT MAN !! used to think blogging was a waste of time.. now, i shall blog at least once every 2 days ba.. at least.. is this mt longest post ? think so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg, i keep zi bi-ing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;must be the stress of doing hw..i'm gonna do amaths at 4am tmr morning !! just realised this morning that i can do hw much better in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. tuupid dad.. ask me stop at 10.. irritating sia.. never mind ba.. think it's long enough ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and to those reading this post, please feel free to make my blog famous !! spread like fire man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok ok.. i believe i've crapped enough for today.. shall stop here.. come again soon yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;won't mafan de lar.. i really don't mind.. as long as i can spend time with you.. just the two of us..&lt;/em&gt; &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/3182539904862201483-1489161215783182127?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1489161215783182127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/pissed-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1489161215783182127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/1489161215783182127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/pissed-off.html' title='pissed off..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-791657655370723686</id><published>2009-01-18T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:26:24.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian</title><content type='html'>i'm not gonna be emo. hope that by being happy, you'll want to prove me wrong and be happier than me.. cool down soon..please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks chien for helping me with this ! appreciate alot ! ok, after a few hours of searching.. only managed to link these few people.. and so few people know of my blog.. sad.. so posting for these 3 peeps only i guess ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. drum tomorrow.. why why why.. why must i see IT again.. hope he doesn't come.. keep interfering with our lives.. wth man.. is my passion for soccer something wrong ? if so, i shall continue to play ! cos to US, it's fun.. playing with FRIENDS, the feeling is just so great.. seeing us score, the smiles on our faces.. makes us happy for one another.. seeing us fall, stepping on the ball etc,sharing our laughters.. it's just so wonderul you know.. so please, i beg you, don't try to take away what we think is right.. it's our happiness.. we do have rights don't we ? i shall not waste time on you le ba.. just wonder why roaches are so irritating, disgusting, and have to crawl on people.. eeew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, so late le.. my 3 literature essays still not done yet.. Mdm Samboo's sure gonna kill me tmr.. i'm dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay up.. if you really need to.. but don't stay up till tmr drum see you like zombie like that okie ? don't make me worry.. later i tio heart attack.. *touchwood*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-791657655370723686?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/791657655370723686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/791657655370723686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/791657655370723686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/sian.html' title='Sian'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2395869690672144080</id><published>2009-01-17T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:34:17.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit.. i'm dead..</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry.. i know i've made you very very angry over this.. you weren't supposed to know till i have confirmed my feelings.. it wasn't meant to be like this.. i was not planning to keep it from you for too long also.. maybe a few weeks before that day i would have told you about it.. i really really feel very bad right now.. sorry for making you feel this way.. i know you're feeling very angry right now.. and i can't blame you also.. i admit it's all my fault.. i was too careless and rash.. i know nothing i do can take the anger away from you now.. hais.. just hope that you'll cool down soon.. really sorry ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2395869690672144080?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2395869690672144080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/shit-im-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2395869690672144080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2395869690672144080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/shit-im-dead.html' title='shit.. i&apos;m dead..'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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-3182539904862201483.post-2290237820205655667</id><published>2009-01-16T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:06:42.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST POST !!</title><content type='html'>omg.. finally have a blog le.. how do you use this man.. anyone bother to help me ? where can i find a tagboard and a much better template ar ? OH YA ! and people to hepl me advertise my blog too ! those WHO KNOW ME, AND I KNOW YOU BACK, please feel free to link me and spread !!! hais.. i'm a comp noob..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3182539904862201483-2290237820205655667?l=ifeel-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2290237820205655667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2290237820205655667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3182539904862201483/posts/default/2290237820205655667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifeel-loved.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post.html' title='FIRST POST !!'/><author><name>Iman !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04162916573508515608</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>
