<?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-7888962368905581647</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:19:59.969+08:00</updated><category term='Comes and Goes'/><category term='wo ai ni'/><category term='baby'/><category term='little boy'/><title type='text'>If Chance Was Given Easily...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-9037907786066415864</id><published>2010-05-13T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:57:41.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yah la yah lah. fuck. it's forever my fault la.&lt;br /&gt;fucking tards, dont know anything then dont fucking anyhow scold me lah.&lt;br /&gt;Everything only will be my fault. WTF you want me to tell you? WTF you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;KNOW SO MUCH FOR FUCK? YOU GUYS ALSO CANNOT FUCKING DO ANYTHING. YOU THINK I FUCKING WANT THIS KINDA OF OUTCOME IS IT. You guys are just my fucking parents. Sometimes you guys got to learn what you all should care and what you shouldnt. Ya la ya la. whatever also my fault. i played with other people ok? fuck. Think i really want to forgo a 1yr r/s like that? GIVE ME MY OWN FUCKING SPACE LA. YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING HOLDING ME SO TIGHT THAT I BARELY HAVE A SPACE TO BREATHE. DO WHAT ALSO NOT HAPPY. YOU GUYS SAY WHAT. I FOLLOW. THEN WHEN I FOLLOW ALREADY YOU GUYS FUCKING FIND NEW THINGS TO SAY ME. THINK WHAT. VERY FUN ISSIT. FUCKED UP DAY. fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-9037907786066415864?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9037907786066415864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=9037907786066415864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9037907786066415864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9037907786066415864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/yah-la-yah-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6498584501445864613</id><published>2010-04-13T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:11:29.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I so long never blog. so i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;Craps and Rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;I am lazy to think.&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach pain, I haven't go to the toilet to do my business.&lt;br /&gt;My internet is down, so i'm tabbing to others net.&lt;br /&gt;And the good news for today is, It's my 13th month with my darling girlfriend today ! xD&lt;br /&gt;And she's going to cook hor fun later ! xD&lt;br /&gt;Blehs, even if it's burnt, I'll still shove them into my mouth xD haha !&lt;br /&gt;okays, that's it for today xD my stomach hurts D:&lt;br /&gt;我要去大便.&lt;br /&gt;我的肚子痛.&lt;br /&gt;我不能tahan了.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-6498584501445864613?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6498584501445864613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6498584501445864613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6498584501445864613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6498584501445864613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-so-long-never-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1365007647233811126</id><published>2010-02-01T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T01:21:09.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty lazy to read back all the post.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to post a new one since i didnt update this blog often already.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how in the world i managed to type so much in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much have the talent to be a writer or something.&lt;br /&gt;Bet someone feel like puking after reading this part.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here for quite long, dont really know how to continue :D&lt;br /&gt;But i know what else should i continue with already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2/2010 ; 1:20am&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I'll bring you everywhere i go :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont say i everytime forget. I made it in time this time round :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-1365007647233811126?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1365007647233811126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1365007647233811126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1365007647233811126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1365007647233811126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-lazy-to-read-back-all-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-614078478734123434</id><published>2010-01-24T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:08:29.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;3rd time i am posting !&lt;br /&gt;Hope blogger dont give me anymore bullshit error !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Girl slept till around 2 today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Idiot, wake up le, scold me .&lt;br /&gt;Say why cant i wake up earlier ! She also luhhs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met girl at bugis :D bus-ed to changi villiage :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First thing we do once we reach is buy the goreng pisang :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO NICEE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then went to line up for the famous nasi lemak :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But wtf ! It sold out, and what make thing worst is it sold out when it reaches us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we didnt get to eat D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate Hor fun and stingray :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The stingray is spicy D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After eating we bused to tamps and bused to yishun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BABYGIRL SENT ME TO MRT STATION TODAY ! SO HAPPY ! LOVE YOU !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-614078478734123434?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/614078478734123434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=614078478734123434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/614078478734123434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/614078478734123434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/3rd-time-i-am-posting-hope-blogger-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8319955497860525156</id><published>2010-01-17T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:12:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up so late today :D hunney baby too ! :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet dexdex to take cd and dinner :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;Then jiu go home accompany baby do work :D I'm such a good boy :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;BABY JIAYOU OKAY? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning how to use photoshop now ! cs4 :D&lt;br /&gt;Awww, It's so damn complicated ! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8319955497860525156?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8319955497860525156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8319955497860525156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8319955497860525156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8319955497860525156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/woke-up-so-late-today-d-hunney-baby-too.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1367480915335601024</id><published>2010-01-17T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:47:14.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Brain dead :D so it wont be a long post :D blehs, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weets ! bus-ed to tamps with hun :D Shopped awhile and eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW ! we ate alot can ?? Until i barely can add anything inside anymore ! D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsk ! thanks for all the treat hun ! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that went to yishun :D Ate Chong Pang NasiLemak :D then Tou Huay =x haha !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walked to mrt , haha ! really, hun, we dont really have to think on where to go this and that, cause even without any plans , we could have lots of fun too :D Making both of us so high at the end of the day :D haha !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent hun to yck jiu go home le :D blehs ! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-1367480915335601024?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1367480915335601024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1367480915335601024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1367480915335601024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1367480915335601024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/brain-dead-d-so-it-wont-be-long-post-d.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6900657683093059834</id><published>2010-01-16T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:40:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promised to give you a sweet post :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, You asked me once about my ideal girlfriend right? :D&lt;br /&gt;Blehs, You ARE my ideal girlfriend, :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, Long hair, Big eyes, Femine, Sexy lips *Although it have 4 scars now, but it's still sexy okays* , Speak good english, sweet, pretty, cute, Gives in, Makes me her everything. Dont you think you fit into everyone of them? :D&lt;br /&gt;OMG ! When typing all these, I had the flashback when you play with your gummy bear in webcam :D I'm becoming a puddle of water ~ Melting ~&lt;br /&gt;Although we had quarrels times to times, But i always feels kind of happy when you humour me :D It's the same when i humours you :D&lt;br /&gt;Best at giving you that innocent voice :D You're best at giving me that cute voice of yours :D&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feels so OMG! I WANNA HUG YOU NOW ! :D&lt;br /&gt;When you sleeps :D I dont mind just stay over there looking at you :D&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's the most innocent side of you :D&lt;br /&gt;But still! There are times you scold me when you sleeps D:&lt;br /&gt;For nuts D: Guai Guai Tio Meh Luhh ~ Tsk ! =x&lt;br /&gt;But you'll humour me afterwards :D So thats better :D&lt;br /&gt;If you dont humour me hor ! I FPQ at you then you know :D&lt;br /&gt;And And And ! So cute ! whenever we quarrel, we wont shout or scream at each other =x&lt;br /&gt;We'll only raise voice ! LOL! haha ! so funny ! it's like, Who shout first jiu who lose =x haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For example, If i shout at you, then you'll cry or sth, then i'll humour you :D equals to i lose ! =x tsk ! A very hao sheng de couple uhhs :D can do anything just to win ! haha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tmr going to ride bicycle :D blehs ! Hope you dont take 30mins to start ahhs ! :D haha ! And And And ! IDC HOR !  I WANT TO SEE SUNSET ! :D blehs ! ILY HUNNEY ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-6900657683093059834?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6900657683093059834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6900657683093059834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6900657683093059834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6900657683093059834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/promised-to-give-you-sweet-post-d-well.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8488225866630745813</id><published>2010-01-16T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:33:20.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Babygirl  came over in the morning :D&lt;br /&gt;Watched DouNiuYaoBuYao awhile, then that silly girl went to sleep =x&lt;br /&gt;haha ! As usuals , Both of us slept in the end :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at ard 4 ,&lt;br /&gt;Went to bath, thought baby would wake up,&lt;br /&gt;But she still sleep ! Then watched DouNiuYaoBuYao alone D:&lt;br /&gt;Until she wakes up :D haha ! Cooked AlwaysMeeGoreng for her :D&lt;br /&gt;Blehs ! Princess siiol! :D Feeded her :D&lt;br /&gt;Then went to bugis :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;Shopping :D Find her Shirt =x&lt;br /&gt;Like so hard to find siiol =x But we found anyways :D&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG ! HUNNEY ! YOU LOOK SO PRETTY IN THE DRESS CAN ! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;ADDICTIVE ! =x TSK !&lt;br /&gt;Bought her shirt at iluma, went to eat, jiu go home le :D&lt;br /&gt;Now helping hunney with work ! tsk ! she bully me D: opsy ! love you hun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8488225866630745813?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8488225866630745813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8488225866630745813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8488225866630745813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8488225866630745813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/babygirl-came-over-in-morning-d-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2410433298438173448</id><published>2010-01-15T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:54:45.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;13/1/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10/18 months with baby girl already :D spent it normally though, :D some asshole told me this, "Legs go away lah, Hand dont put here, Face dont stick on my back" Whad a UNROMANTIC girlfriend =x tsk ! blehs ! jokin :D dont pekcek ahhs ! :D Quarreled at night, but i guess we're okay already :D Once again :D FOR NUTS ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14/1/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up and opened comp, saw someone's blog, tsk ! made me unhappy for awhile , i swear, that is for once, i dont feel like texting, meeting and everything.  Saw wrong things at the wrong time , wrong mood. LOL ! Someone asked me to "test market" =x tsk ! First time in my life, i saw a girlfriend ask the boyfriend go "test market" =x tsk ! damn unique :D haha !  Hun ah, there will be only one reason if i ever go "test market". It will happen when it's over between us :D Be it i made that decision or you. And PLEASE ! NO SUCH THING AS TEST MARKET THEN FAITHFUL HOR ! You dont anyhow make the thrend yourself =x tsk ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: I never delete anything :D DONT QUARREL WITH ME AH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2410433298438173448?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2410433298438173448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2410433298438173448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2410433298438173448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2410433298438173448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/1312010-1018-months-with-baby-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6170497215781106714</id><published>2010-01-10T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:57:04.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Shall start off with my weird dream again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dreamt that i woke up, then somehow i bought snowflakes, the big and small packet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i didnt get to eat it inside the dream D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;idk why also D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After i woke up, realise that baby is very sick !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG ! fever ! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;feel like going down to visit her cans ! but she dont allow D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HUNNEY ! TAKE CARESOKAY! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so excited about my V day present ! omg ! had a sneek preview from hunney last night !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425125074965647874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/S0nqgxtkUgI/AAAAAAAAADs/2yWkGNcsfLo/s320/P1040830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO PRETTY RIGHT? OMG ! MAKE ME SO ALL EXCITED ABOUT MY PHOTO ALBUM! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-6170497215781106714?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6170497215781106714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6170497215781106714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6170497215781106714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6170497215781106714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/shall-start-off-with-my-weird-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/S0nqgxtkUgI/AAAAAAAAADs/2yWkGNcsfLo/s72-c/P1040830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-494943771912637247</id><published>2010-01-10T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:53:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the most expensive prawn in my life =x&lt;br /&gt;A prawn that cost me 14.50 =x&lt;br /&gt;haha ! went to bottle tree park to prawn fishing with hunney :D&lt;br /&gt;blehs ! she so lucky ! caught her first prawn in her life withing 15 mins =x&lt;br /&gt;i caught my first prawn in my life in the last 5 mins ! omg ! i so lousy =x&lt;br /&gt;BUT MINE IS BIGGER!! PAPA PRAWN !&lt;br /&gt;HUNNEY CAUGHT MAMA PRAWN ! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;upload the picture when hunney send me :D&lt;br /&gt;Hunney called me yayapapaya that day D:&lt;br /&gt;cause i keep saying about that papa prawn throughout the day ! haha ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i cannot imagine if i spend 14.50 and catch nothing ! i'll burn bottle tree park srly man. =x&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun though :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;so excited when i caught my very first prawn :D&lt;br /&gt;A PAPA PRAWN SOMEMORE ! OMG !&lt;br /&gt;BABY IS GOING TO CALL ME YAYAPAPAYA AGAIN!  :D OMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, baby had open house :D&lt;br /&gt;Sent her to school, went to meet gin then fetch her back from school :D&lt;br /&gt;such a sweeeeeet boyfriend :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;had steamboat for supper ! :D&lt;br /&gt;omg ! we actually finished all the food and still hungry !&lt;br /&gt;2 pigpig ! :D but idw to eat the prawn =x&lt;br /&gt;I had a PAPA PRAWN the day before already :D haha ! &lt;33333 loves ! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-494943771912637247?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/494943771912637247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=494943771912637247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/494943771912637247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/494943771912637247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-had-most-expensive-prawn-in-my-life-x.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4038377276310824880</id><published>2010-01-05T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:18:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby came over for awhile during her break just now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Came over and watch xia yi zan xin fu tgt :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tsk ! she watch until she tired then went to sleep =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, i was not planning to sleep, but see that pig sleep until like one baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;make me bth also =x hugged that baby to sleep :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that she went back to school ; without her ezylink card ! haha ! pidpid =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to yck to fetch her :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to woodland to fix my phone =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we saw the witch there ! tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;baby say she scared scared =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! later the witch change her to dog =x haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but before she can do that, BABY! FLOOD HER WITH REDS ! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我们臭死那个老巫婆！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to eat , tsk ! the auntie bluff me D: i say i want miso soup, she give me normal de D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that jiu send baby to orchard :D haha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not really very sweet , but :D 3word, 8 letter 1 meaning :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4038377276310824880?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4038377276310824880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4038377276310824880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4038377276310824880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4038377276310824880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-came-over-for-awhile-during-her.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4717955112186156018</id><published>2010-01-03T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:37:06.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posted for HunneyXT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for playing blackshot with me even when you're the one getting stabbed all the time :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for bringing the BIG BIRD to my place and let me hug :D&lt;br /&gt;*wont torture that bird okays? wont put on the floor de lahhs :D dont worry :D*&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me such a fun time shopping together :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, You dont have to thanks me for waiting for you outing :D&lt;br /&gt;Cause within this few days, you'll be the one waiting for me outside already :D&lt;br /&gt;Let's try very shirt in every shop !&lt;br /&gt;I'll change let you see okay?&lt;br /&gt;See which one nice nice :D&lt;br /&gt;You dont mind waiting for me changing every shirt in every shop right?? :D&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;I say first =x I got no sex appeal =x But i am cute ! tsk ! i hope so... =x&lt;br /&gt;And wahhs, you want to cover me from head to toe ahhs, like that i must go buy mask lerhhs =x&lt;br /&gt;You must cover ahs :D But not the face of cause =x i want to let every guy on earth to envy me :D wahahahas ! :D&lt;br /&gt;And you pigpig ! Wake up le jiu hear you having headache D:&lt;br /&gt;Worried to the max cans? D: Takecares abit alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry a healthy HunneyXT lehhs !&lt;br /&gt;haha ! and of cause ! lots and lots of HunneyBabies ! omg !&lt;br /&gt;Lets make a soccer team okay? :D haha ! HomeTeam M =x ahha ! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;love you hunney ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4717955112186156018?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4717955112186156018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4717955112186156018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4717955112186156018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4717955112186156018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/posted-for-hunneyxt-d-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6308771552610660873</id><published>2010-01-03T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:14:06.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping day with girlfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never really shopped like that with hunney like that before ! haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it was lots of fun~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Almost sang at every shop, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause they got different songs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont know how to sing also anyhow sing =x tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! My childish side of me =x tsk ! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! omg, hunney, you have such a cutie boyfriend :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! hunney is going to play blackshot with me ! OMG !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stab her later =x tsk ! now baby more noob than me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who knows? afew weeks later she's the one stabbing me. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! but i'm so excited =x baby first time playing online games with me =x haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate at burger king =x AND I OFFICIALLY ANNOUNCE THAT BABY IS CHI KU PAH QUEEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she rawks at that man. haha ! but it's still funny seeing her eating 6sticks of poky at 1 go. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! but phone no money le D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiis, poor boyfriend D: i tolerate ! 2 more days ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LG CRYSTAL ! I'M COMING ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SHIRTS ! I'M COMING !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SHOPPING DAY WITH BABY AGAIN ! I'M EXCITED !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;edited; 4.09am :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Played BlackShot-ed with hunney !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby! lousy ! &lt;33&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;tsk ! or because no massage ! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, dont unhappy larhhs, let you stab stab my pigu next time =x let you take revenge :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loves ! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HunneyM ! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7888962368905581647-6308771552610660873?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6308771552610660873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6308771552610660873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6308771552610660873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6308771552610660873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/shopping-day-with-girlfriend-d-never.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4458397277434435855</id><published>2010-01-02T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:34:03.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tsk ! so greedy, keh siao sad sad, want a post =x haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nahh, here is your post :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you pidpid ! people want you to rest, you angry with people. tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i really worried bout you kay? &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can see how terrible you felt just now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but you never see how terrible i felt seeing you so terrible just now D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but the good thing is you're feeling better already :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can watch wujiandao, delay sleeping time ! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now still want to make my face cramp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ask me to smile so big when typing D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my face really going to cramp le siiol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope i dont go to bed like that ; tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and , i hope tweety will enjoy his stay here :D haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope slyvester dont eat him up. haha ! he never got a chance anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if can eat, long long inside teevee jiu eat le right? &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;people tell you face going cramp le , you tell people good ! tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;babygirl, you good ! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;like that lahhs, you cui me lerhs. :D haha ! loves !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dear, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;iloveyou &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&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/7888962368905581647-4458397277434435855?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4458397277434435855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4458397277434435855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4458397277434435855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4458397277434435855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/tsk-so-greedy-keh-siao-sad-sad-want.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1425431280334052621</id><published>2010-01-01T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:48:02.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009 ; Welcome 2010 :D</title><content type='html'>So fast, 2009 ended already. lot's of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;It's really very fast, just in a blink of eye, come to think of it, we've been quarreling so much already. Not leaving out the stupid stuffs we did together.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if 2009 ends is a good thing or not.&lt;br /&gt;But i cant really be bothered about it already.&lt;br /&gt;I know a bad start doesn't means a bad year.&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll still be able to enjoy 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I still cant tell if 2009 is a good year or bad year.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, i guess it's a good one .&lt;br /&gt;cause i had you, A bad ending doesnt means a bad year.&lt;br /&gt;Although there are quarrels, But still ! you'll still humour me isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Even if we had cold wars, we'll  still be okay at the end of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;2010 is no different :D we'll still be okay at the end of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;we'll do much more stupid stuffs at 2010,&lt;br /&gt;we'll go more places we never go before at 2010 .&lt;br /&gt;like duhh ~ i hope we dont quarrel more though ! tsk !&lt;br /&gt;good thing can more, bad thing, tsk ! best if it doesnt happen =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-1425431280334052621?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1425431280334052621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1425431280334052621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1425431280334052621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1425431280334052621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-welcome-2010-d.html' title='Goodbye 2009 ; Welcome 2010 :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2064590096379323760</id><published>2009-12-30T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:06:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woke up :D&lt;br /&gt;Shall start off with my weird dream ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt that hunney and me went to some macdonalds at some ulu place and eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then idk why, somehow the macdonald have tv.&lt;br /&gt;So we leave our food on the table and watched tv =x&lt;br /&gt;After around 2mins, we look at our food, then there are alot alot of ants eating our food. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERE COMES THE MAIN POINT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hunney baby was shocked ! But she still picked up the burger, pieces by pieces throw them on the table to "shoo" the ants off, after "shooing" the ants off, she continue to eat the burger ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ! Idk this dream is to put at which category, gross, disgusting or funny.&lt;br /&gt;But it's damn unbelievable, HUNNEY ACTUALLY DID THAT INSIDE MY DREAM !&lt;br /&gt;After that i jiu wake up le, due to shock. =x No lahhs, i woke up late. D:&lt;br /&gt;I told hunney that i'm going to wake up at 12 to accompany her but i woke up at 115 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HUNNEY ! I'm sorry D: &lt;-- (public apology) But i still luvluv you okay ? &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with hunney today :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went down to bugis to meet hunney :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She waited for me at bus stop ! so sweet right? although i took mrt =x tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we went down to find nat :D haha ! she with her da jie at shop . haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talked and laughed ! Darn, baby, why your boyfriend so farnie de ahhs =x tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we went to find find my phone :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i aim dao le ! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! then we went to eat astons ! tsk ! the queue so long, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;本大爷go inside le purposely eat slow slow, let other people wait long long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sidenote ; 本小姐included also :D haha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we eat until the queue become quite short siiol . tsk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but eat until damn full! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that shopping awhile jiu go back home lerh ! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hun, saw your lj before going online to chat with you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! yeah, these few days i keep make you angry D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry yeah? &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;will still have ways to make you happy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;isnt that good? :D haha ! loves !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and 笨小姐，本大爷 want goodnight text tonight, idc !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;say want give me morning text, so long le, still havent recieve, today you send me goodnight msg ! tsk ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;爱你哦！&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7888962368905581647-2064590096379323760?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2064590096379323760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2064590096379323760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2064590096379323760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2064590096379323760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-woke-up-d-shall-start-off-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5486880207560437580</id><published>2009-12-29T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:36:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUNNEY BABY! ILOVEYOU! YOU THIS PUSSYCAT ! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;小花猫，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;瞄瞄瞄，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;晚上睡不着。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;think dao like that only, think dao le then i continue okay? &lt;3 haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7888962368905581647-5486880207560437580?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5486880207560437580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5486880207560437580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5486880207560437580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5486880207560437580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/hunney-baby-iloveyou-you-this-pussycat.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4618948709137389805</id><published>2009-12-28T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:03:46.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post dedicated to my guai guai hunneybaby :D&lt;br /&gt;Finally packed room le uhhs hunney !&lt;br /&gt;tsk ! so messy ! can actually find your phone under your table =x&lt;br /&gt;haha ! hunney ! idw to find myself under your table at any time ahhs ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;anw, hunney , you're so cute can! trying to distract me with snacks !&lt;br /&gt;omg ! you know i cant eat, still eat in front of me D:&lt;br /&gt;haiyer ! but seriously ! you're really cute ttm can ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;omg! not everytime have the chance to see the childish side of you in webcam ! &lt;3 haha !&lt;br /&gt;back to topic, you ahhs, speak from your mouth, not your heart ! &lt;3 haha&lt;br /&gt;but awww ~ too bad, your boyfriend knows whad you're thinking ! &lt;3 haha ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ask me to go aways is from your mouth only,&lt;br /&gt;deep inside , i know you want me to stick close close to you right ! like superglue like that ! haha !&lt;br /&gt;but if you not like that, jiu not my gf le ! haha ! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;sidenote ; hunney, after your snacks, you still want to use bread and "xi ying" me ahhs D:&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting hungry alr D: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 anw ! we're having crayfish for steamboat ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we shall go find recipe kkay? &lt;3 align="left"&gt;i cook, you wash, my forever dishwasher ! haha ! dont pekchek with me for calling you that ahhs &lt;3 align="left"&gt;love you hunney ! talking on phone time !!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4618948709137389805?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4618948709137389805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4618948709137389805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4618948709137389805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4618948709137389805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-dedicated-to-my-guai-guai.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-628848060875699283</id><published>2009-12-26T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:07:40.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas is 1 mins over :D haha !&lt;br /&gt;Spent my christmas and christmas eve with hunney this year &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;we steamboat inside room room and baked cookie !&lt;br /&gt;:D cookie was a big big success ! done on the day before christmas eve  :D haha ! steamboat was fun ! done on christmas eve ! :D first time steamboat inside room ! tom yam soup ! :D omg ~ haha ! before christmas day itself made present together with hunney ! we made each other's present ! haha ! damn cool cans ! oh my ~ haha ! i took longer though : haha !&lt;br /&gt;Although christmas was a pretty simple day, it was still fun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;we cooked again :D fried chicken and cook kuay teow !&lt;br /&gt;i'm the chef and hunney is the washer ! haha ! nice nice !&lt;br /&gt;after that had dinner with family :D blehs, shant blog too long ! hun sleeping on my leg leg now :D loves ! &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-628848060875699283?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/628848060875699283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=628848060875699283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/628848060875699283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/628848060875699283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-1-mins-over-d-haha-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1430616506616892259</id><published>2009-12-23T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:13:42.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to 约会 with baby today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went down to jurong point ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shopping and play :D haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate KFC =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the black pepper chicken is damn spicy cans！omg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay! baby bought slyvester for me ! haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;谢谢你宝贝！&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then after that jiu go imm and shop shop awhile =x haha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hunney, idw to pick anyone else ! 我只要你一个！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sit bus to send baby home ! she sleep talk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! eat my finger ! bite me then still ahem ! =x haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still knock my head on the mirror =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh my ~ so violent =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i like ~ haha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really like it when hunney lie on my shoulder :D haha ! xoxo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love you hunney !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-1430616506616892259?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1430616506616892259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1430616506616892259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1430616506616892259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1430616506616892259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-to-with-baby-today-d-went-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-82225840229917446</id><published>2009-12-21T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:23:20.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to meet dear .&lt;br /&gt;went to ikea at tamps. eat meatball , nice nice :D&lt;br /&gt;she slap me inside the bus D: complain complain ! not on purpose de though . haha =x&lt;br /&gt;pain pain D: after that we went to ikea to shop shop awhile :D pictures pictures ! then dear head giddy D: faster go to tamps and slack .&lt;br /&gt;eat at tamps then went down to dg :D after that jiu go home lerh. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunney ! idk how to blog blog like past lahhs. ! but i guess i blogged like that in the past? =x&lt;br /&gt;haha ! love you girl ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-82225840229917446?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/82225840229917446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=82225840229917446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/82225840229917446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/82225840229917446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-went-to-meet-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4234295679963597162</id><published>2009-12-21T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:59:59.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>这几天我真的玩得很开心。&lt;br /&gt;我看到了宝贝最性感的一面。&lt;br /&gt;而且她是在我们大巴士的时候做的。&lt;br /&gt;吓倒我一大跳！&lt;br /&gt;别担心，你永远是在我心目中最性感的宝贝好吗？&lt;br /&gt;还有！我回家的时候没有看别的妹妹好吗？&lt;br /&gt;她们一点都不起眼。还是我的宝贝漂亮。&lt;br /&gt;就算她们起眼也是她们的事。&lt;br /&gt;我有我的宝贝了。 哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;坐一趟巴士也有可能会累的。&lt;br /&gt;尤其是跟我一起坐的时候。&lt;br /&gt;不是吗宝贝。&lt;br /&gt;累到我躺在你的肩膀上。&lt;br /&gt;可是，那是超舒服得好吗？&lt;br /&gt;我看，如果你没有叫我起来，我回不舍得起来的哦！&lt;br /&gt;躺倒你的肩膀断！哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;只可惜，我们没有拍很多照片。&lt;br /&gt;明天要拍照多的好吗？&lt;br /&gt;好久没有拍好多好多的照片了。&lt;br /&gt;用华文blog也是蛮好玩的麻。&lt;br /&gt;第一次哦~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;宝贝！我爱你！&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/7888962368905581647-4234295679963597162?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4234295679963597162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4234295679963597162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4234295679963597162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4234295679963597162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8171550588735229820</id><published>2009-12-13T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:26:58.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyTO0d5pqaI/AAAAAAAAADc/4sik5vGfZlk/s1600-h/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414680052781132194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyTO0d5pqaI/AAAAAAAAADc/4sik5vGfZlk/s320/snapshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Happy 9th month anniversary hunney :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Although we cant celebrate tgt :D But i still have my ways to make you happy ! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There'll be 10th , 11th, 12, 1year and it'll continues :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's not difficult to make you happy afterall :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7888962368905581647-8171550588735229820?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8171550588735229820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8171550588735229820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8171550588735229820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8171550588735229820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-9th-month-anniversary-hunney-d.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyTO0d5pqaI/AAAAAAAAADc/4sik5vGfZlk/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-3511640194910062650</id><published>2009-12-12T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:33:23.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyKB_EXzSfI/AAAAAAAAADU/NENgkmO1Me8/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414032622558071282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyKB_EXzSfI/AAAAAAAAADU/NENgkmO1Me8/s320/wtf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of the day. WTF?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not everyday, i got the chance to take epic snapshot like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is EPIC ! WTF ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Although is epic, this silly picture will be able to make silly people smile :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVES ! &lt;3&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/7888962368905581647-3511640194910062650?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3511640194910062650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3511640194910062650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3511640194910062650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3511640194910062650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyKB_EXzSfI/AAAAAAAAADU/NENgkmO1Me8/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-5049691097731765282</id><published>2009-12-10T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:04:50.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AirPort Story :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; BabyGirl, See there :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413619934735878290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyEKpebnyJI/AAAAAAAAACU/7lr_mzt_Idg/s320/LGIM0180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; *Points Middle Finger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413619937822196866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyEKpp7dRII/AAAAAAAAACc/n6WkEjOpwJ0/s320/LGIM0160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hunney, Whad you do just now uhhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413619944131007650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyEKqBbmFKI/AAAAAAAAACk/CpJNWKllzmg/s320/LGIM0168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ops, I pointed Middle Finger.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413619951678336690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyEKqdjBLrI/AAAAAAAAACs/EL1_ATiTDko/s320/LGIM0185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Li Gong Simi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413619954316296898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyEKqnX9QsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dZedTPAX-Ms/s320/LGIM0166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha ! So Funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413620513169296898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyELLJQ5TgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SNNRodZF-8M/s320/LGIM0165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG ! DAMN FUNNY CAN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413620522934118610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyELLtpAqNI/AAAAAAAAADE/D85bAhf8L4Y/s320/LGIM0169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Go and die lah you =x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413620524074756578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyELLx49aeI/AAAAAAAAADM/HSj-x7joad0/s320/LGIM0175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL ! CHILL! DONT  FUCKED UP KKAYS ! &lt;333 SMILE ! :D&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;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/7888962368905581647-5049691097731765282?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5049691097731765282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5049691097731765282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5049691097731765282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5049691097731765282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/airport-story-d.html' title='AirPort Story :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SyEKpebnyJI/AAAAAAAAACU/7lr_mzt_Idg/s72-c/LGIM0180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-5465362127755649593</id><published>2009-12-09T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:16:55.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Short Sweet and Simple post :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BabyGirl, Even if you become ugly, fat, short, old everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BabyBoy will still loves you &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;I promise ! &lt;3&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/7888962368905581647-5465362127755649593?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5465362127755649593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5465362127755649593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5465362127755649593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5465362127755649593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/short-sweet-and-simple-post-d-babygirl.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-7564850904745549592</id><published>2009-12-09T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:12:14.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear BabyGirl,&lt;br /&gt;Was told strictly to blog properly, so i guess this is "Properly"? Babygirl is caught with chicken pox . I "Poxed" her with that . Wonder how she look like with spots all over. Take a few pictures and show me okay? :D Ah ! Someone is suppose to tell me her blog today :D But i guess now is not the correct timing :D After you recover alright honey ? :D I've got nuts to say about you. Check temperature also lazy . 7 mins later also shuang =x silly enough uhhs. Promised baby after she recovers will bring her to ecp to ride bicycle and see sunset ! :D haha ! To prevent i forget =x i made lots of notes =x haha ! Scared siiol =x Short post :D tonight posting again lehhs =x haha ! love you girl &lt;3 muacks !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-7564850904745549592?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7564850904745549592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=7564850904745549592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7564850904745549592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7564850904745549592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-blog-was-told-strictly-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8547506638517201000</id><published>2009-12-06T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:37:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one knows how i felt</title><content type='html'>First of all !&lt;br /&gt;I want to announce a date.&lt;br /&gt;5/12/2009 !&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me to go home and raised her voice at me D:&lt;br /&gt;But i think i somehow scolded back also =x&lt;br /&gt;Unique ways of expressing love =x Correct? PEABRAIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like always :D&lt;br /&gt;BabyBoy picked wrong timing to say things again.&lt;br /&gt;Things went wrong halfway.&lt;br /&gt;NewMoon Sucks ! Cause i like understand only 5 parts. =x&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl will know why &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;But have to praise my 4 eye-bimbo babygirl !&lt;br /&gt;cause she never fall asleep !&lt;br /&gt;haha ! the show is way too touching =x we 2 actually cried :D&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe she wanted to change to a vampire just because of edward =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am the one being over paranoid .&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want things to become this way.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i blew it up.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of some dumb actions.&lt;br /&gt;But i promise, i wont do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it leads to quarrel, i'll still be truthful.&lt;br /&gt;I've already made up my mind already.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i know you wont dont want me :D&lt;br /&gt;Darling BabyGirl :D&lt;br /&gt;Although we have a unique way to express our love ,&lt;br /&gt;But i swear, i'll love you wholeheartedly and faithfully !&lt;br /&gt;I dont care whad other people say, cause they dont know a thing.&lt;br /&gt;In no position to make comments unless they have been my girlfriend before isnt it? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU THIS 4 EYE-BIMBO, FREAK, BASTARD, IDIOT, FUCKER, SUCKER, BOOKWORM , NERD, RETARD, DUMBO, PEABRAIN, SMELLY DOG, STINKO, ASSHOLE, CHEAPO, COCK EYE, MOUNTAIN TURTLE, FLAT CHESTED GIRL, DICKHEAD ! ILOVEYOU WHOLEHEARTEDLY :D CAUSE YOU'RE MY EVERYTHING ! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8547506638517201000?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8547506638517201000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8547506638517201000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8547506638517201000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8547506638517201000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-one-knows-how-i-felt.html' title='No one knows how i felt'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8267510332442442671</id><published>2009-11-27T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:18:23.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;having chicken pox, look like some zombie D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dots every where D: backside also got D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh myyy  ~~ haha ! but it's getting better already :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really hope that i can meet up with babygirl soon !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want my steamboat D: my steamboat like so near that day D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupid doctor D: say whad chicken pox ! he and his suay mouth D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really chicken pox siiol D: if not when visiting him, i'll be eating steamboat D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my golden mushroom !!! D::: omggg ! idc, when i recover, we're going to eat alot alot alot kkay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to eat all the stuffs i missed these few days. i want to play the stuffs i didnt get to play these few days. *idk what* and of cause :D i want to hug and kiss baby to cover up these few days ! haha ! so shall just hug and kiss you the whole day kkay? in between will have break :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drink water. if not no saliva =x haha ! &lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS : i never see other girl girl D: i was bloggin ! haha  ! &lt;333333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8267510332442442671?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8267510332442442671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8267510332442442671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8267510332442442671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8267510332442442671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/having-chicken-pox-look-like-some.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-9155875528176758168</id><published>2009-11-09T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T02:42:42.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with baby and went to bugis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She went to get her denim jacket :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A nice jacket uhhs &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walked around bugis and played alot :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bought the duck wing thingy, went to playground and eat :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby say it was very famous =x LOL! bluff people derhhs =x so hard, so spicy. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe she took back her words =x right baby? &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After eating the wings then we took picture :D omg, i'm finding myself more and more handsome lehhs. =x how? =x haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to meet Baby's clique :D ate tgt at the noodle house :D so funny :D haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was quite full already =x cause we ate sushi and kfc before going to meet clique =x haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i managed to pour the noodles inside my stomach though :D haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we went to starbucks and sit down to chat :D LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* the white chocolate mocha was very very nice ! *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went to playground to find zy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played games tgt :D haha ! pretty fun :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that jiu go home lerhhs :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quarreled with daddye :D idw to talk bout it :D spoils mood :D haha ! &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but although i quarreled with daddy, but i'm still glad that i managed to meet baby's clique :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know baby is happy too :D i know she enjoyed her day, cause i really did :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;darling, certain things isnt as hard as we expected as long as effort are being spent. isnt it? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loves &lt;3333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-9155875528176758168?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9155875528176758168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=9155875528176758168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9155875528176758168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9155875528176758168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-met-up-with-baby-and-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6985818147242636133</id><published>2009-10-30T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:28:18.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Awesome baby sent me a extremely sweet text that made me a puddle of water today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But baby just asked me to go and die, called me sucker and ask me go away D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiiiiiissssss..... want to give you a sweet sweet post de... but.. no more ! who ask you ! =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Joking larhhs :D how to not give you this awesome baby a sweet sweet post lehhs :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After that sweet sweet text :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You know? Falling in love was the 2nd best thing in my life :D Finding you was the first :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I mean, It's really by chance we got to know each other :D I'm so grateful to my playfulness :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Because of my playfullness, i asked shawn for your number just to disturb him . And from there, i got to know you, slowly, i fell in love for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Boo ! you had a boyfriend that time :D haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But i'm grateful to my patience :D cause i waited for you :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Forever that sweet to you :D make you fell for me :D awesome little boy you have here :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;* a round of applause for him *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've never regreted waiting for you . Not in the past , not in the present and neither it will be in the future :D Cause i know my little girl is worth me waiting :D 10 mins, 1 hour , 1 day, 1 year or maybe 10 years :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Baby you rushing me le D: cut short :D continue abit by abit :D haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Baby, you are the reason why I have sleepless nights. You are the reason why I tend to hold my pillow tight. It's you that I'm thinking when I lay down at night. And you are the reason I can't sleep without saying goodnight. GOODNIGHTS BABY ! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Will not be able to text you :D give you your good night message here :D &lt;3&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/7888962368905581647-6985818147242636133?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6985818147242636133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6985818147242636133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6985818147242636133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6985818147242636133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-baby-sent-me-extremely-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3990678681300704651</id><published>2009-10-15T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T04:20:22.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wifey came over to my place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to fetch martin. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to meet dexter , gin and zhuzhu for Ktv at katong. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then went back home chit chat till 7am ! ( WOW)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slept till 330 next afternoon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wednesday ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at 330,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to meet huiyun with wifey at 969 bus stop :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met joan at tamps :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went down to chalet ! F16-06 ! I Rmb ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was fun :D Poly mates are friendly even though it was like only the 3rd time i met them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;( and we never really talk much ) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had fun tgt with baby, joan and THY !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joan the suaku =x Automatic tap !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THY the guan yin mah :D haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's pretty easy to communicate with them ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's pretty obvious some of them are spending the effort :D haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He wont see this, but. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy 17th birthday dilli :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Regards sent from MELVIN ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3990678681300704651?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3990678681300704651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3990678681300704651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3990678681300704651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3990678681300704651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesday-wifey-came-over-to-my-place.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2905562682948421601</id><published>2009-10-07T03:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T03:53:00.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story, Little Girl and the Little Boy, AKA ; Beauty and the Beast :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Short, Sweet and Simple :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Little Boy Loves Little Girl :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Little Boy Miss Little Girl D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Little Boy is Dying to hug Little Girl D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; 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Beauty and the Beast :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4009402189982786985</id><published>2009-10-05T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:12:04.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of a little boy and little girl :D</title><content type='html'>Today, little boy was somehow happy he opened up to little girl :D&lt;br /&gt;Little boy was in fact quite down for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;He thought little girl was unhappy and the reason was him.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, he had a feeling that little girl is beginning to keep things from him D:&lt;br /&gt;Little boy chose to keep quiet until today though.&lt;br /&gt;Opened up to little girl, and little boy actually got disappointed for a few times.&lt;br /&gt;When little boy can't really change for little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Little girl have been changing for little boy, somehow or rather.&lt;br /&gt;Little boy appreciate it. But it's really quite disappointing when little boy can't change much for little girl. And especially when he knows that she'll be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite disappointing when little girl is unhappy about little boy, and little boy wont be able to cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;It's also quite disappointing to know that when little boy is unable to cheer little girl up, he'll have to let other people help him to cheer little girl up .&lt;br /&gt;It's also quite disappointing when little boy already knows that he's not the most ideal guy in every girl :D haha ! * he knows this a long time ago already though*&lt;br /&gt;Little boy is not having low self esteem. But he just think that being with him wont have any future =x&lt;br /&gt;Having a sweet tongue, Able to melt people's heart won't bring anyone anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Little boy sometimes even have the thought that if little girl is able to find a boy boy better than him he wont hold back =x * Little girl ! Dont be angry if you see this okay? ! *&lt;br /&gt;Little girl said she sometimes think that she'll be far off better without little boy :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha ! Little boy won't deny the fact actually :D&lt;br /&gt;Is it a mistake from the start that little boy made little girl loves him? D:&lt;br /&gt;How long can this story actually continues?&lt;br /&gt;Like whad little girl said, How long more can the magnet last?&lt;br /&gt;Little boy dont dare to think so much :D&lt;br /&gt;Little boy dont want to be troubled of all these and spoil his mood :D&lt;br /&gt;Little boy only want to talk to little girl now without any quarrels :D&lt;br /&gt;Little boy asked little girl why love little boy when little girl can find other boy boy far off better than little boy.&lt;br /&gt;Little girl haven't answered though.&lt;br /&gt;But little boy love little girl because little girl's smiles are way too addictive to him.&lt;br /&gt;Her hugs brings all the warmth he needed to him.&lt;br /&gt;Her kisses gave him all the assurance he needed.&lt;br /&gt;Although little boy knows he wont be able to know the answer he wanted to know ,&lt;br /&gt;But he still hopes that he's able to know it one day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4009402189982786985?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4009402189982786985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4009402189982786985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4009402189982786985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4009402189982786985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/story-of-little-boy-and-little-girl-d_05.html' title='Story of a little boy and little girl :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-9137941779743058367</id><published>2009-09-30T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:11:03.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little boy'/><title type='text'>little boy ;</title><content type='html'>i love &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; ; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;little boy,&lt;/em&gt; do rest well &amp;amp; get well soon ;&lt;br /&gt;meeting &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; in less than 24 hours &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i miss you , &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; , xoxo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xt loves you , this &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-9137941779743058367?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9137941779743058367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=9137941779743058367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9137941779743058367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9137941779743058367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-boy.html' title='little boy ;'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3329175646065946487</id><published>2009-09-22T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:16:29.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im an idiot</title><content type='html'>IM JUST AN IDIOT :D HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;OFF I GO TO SHAVE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3329175646065946487?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3329175646065946487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3329175646065946487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3329175646065946487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3329175646065946487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-idiot.html' title='im an idiot'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-7761238433539140268</id><published>2009-09-10T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T03:38:24.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandma went out to that damn cruise again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously, i'm still thinking what's so good about that ship ! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She should bring grandpa or some other boyfriend she had outside to the cruise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then do a reply of Titanic there since she loves the cruise so much !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You jump, I jump !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lets start from MONDAY !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby went to meet clique for kbox (: while i went to school (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby came down to find me during my break ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my ! So Sweet can! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And love bought muffins, sushi and my fav ; white choc for me ! OMG !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha ! she's just so loved by me can ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had 2 papers at physics class =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It really seems like i have to buck up on physics alr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially when the teacher skipped 5 lessons of physics out of 15 for me. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the papers went down to find baby (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She was fast asleep !&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to give her a surprise by hugging her from behind (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But well, It seems like i was the one being surprised ; assuring (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right after i hugged love from her back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She hold my hand tightly and with lots and lots of confidence without looking back (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Best hug i can ever ask for (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just a simple hug, made me over the moon and thousands of words and feelings behind it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH MY GAWD ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tuesday , Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How addictive can baby be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my gawd, simply addictive to me ! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some expression can only be given at some point of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some expression must be so treasured because you cant see them everytime !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH MY GAWD !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially those that you do without thinking !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG ! BABY IS SIMPLY ADDICTIVE TO ME !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                    PS : I admit i lost the objective part =x LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-7761238433539140268?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7761238433539140268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=7761238433539140268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7761238433539140268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7761238433539140268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/grandma-went-out-to-that-damn-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-418116429344161783</id><published>2009-09-07T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:40:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mentoring (: The kids are simply cute !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOL! It's really fun with them, although have to watch out what you speak and so on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but they are awesome (: It's really fun talking and communicating with them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know who's my mentee already, the new mentee =x some indian name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh my, i hope i can communicate with him eh, i dont know how to speak tamil after all ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;someone teach me please ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And i was called a kingkong by one of the mentee, oh my ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Learnt my lesson when i called her a gorilla, I got kicked by her. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This coming friday would be the outing to animal farm (: i'm looking forward to it (: haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru to have that cheapo steamboat with wifey after mentoring (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We ordered the chicken set, But somehow my ingredient became a jungle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Everything was vegetables, =x healthy ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After the food we went to the park area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Played swing for awhile (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then went to sit down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wifey taught me CANTONESE ! 1-10 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOL! best ! had difficulty remembering though. tsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but i remembered at the end of the day ! haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then wifey wanted to eat "bing shit" ! *ice cream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOL! sounds funny, funnier when i spell it out ! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;walked to the mini mart to buy rainbow ! (: haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sweet sweet wifey accompanied me to DG (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thanks wifey ! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to school ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wifey brought food for me during break !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Egg, cheese, meat, and noodles cooked by mummy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby cooked the egg, cheese and meat ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nice Nice ! (: really ! wifey got the potential to go work at some restaurant (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After class we wanted to watch movie, but everywhere was fully booked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so we change plan to Astons ! (: Went to the park at amk after that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha ! sat down and chatted !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;home-d after that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went to JP to do J's birthday cake (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant believe i drew it ! haha ! not bad, got potential to be a artist (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha ! it's pretty good for a first timer like me . =x cause i'm very clumsy =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;honey bought pau for me ! (: nice nice (: haha ! after that came over to my place (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;left cake inside fridge and ... yupp.. sleep (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woke up late and baby cabbed down .. =x tsktsk.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 19 BIRTHDAY ANW JOAN ! (: haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lovelove, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i'm sure very lucky to have a girlfriend like you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i won't ask for anything else (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cause i only want you ! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know there'll be a 3 months deadline for every 3 months (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fret not, I'll always be there at that deadline (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I wont D5 you anymore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;First time is i naive, Second time is i dumb, If there is a Third time, I'll be a bastard ! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Although i know you always say MNLY, IHY, IDLY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But i know you never once mean it (: And i have 100% confident in that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Although there are times i might talk louder by a little bit ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But you knows that i'll never scold you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll never scold you for no reason , neither would i scold you because of stupid reasons (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter how many times you say MNLK, IHY, IDLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Too bad ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ZXT, i tell you ahhs, no matter how much YNLM, YHM, YDLM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll still love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When you say MNLY, too bad, i like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When you say IHY and IDLY , too bad, i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When you say i'm going to ditch you, too bad, i know i won't anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I love you wifey, ZXT ! (: &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7888962368905581647-418116429344161783?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/418116429344161783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=418116429344161783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/418116429344161783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/418116429344161783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-mentoring-kids-are-simply-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2096110696051945357</id><published>2009-08-25T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:02:02.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess the picture behind is down? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shall wait for love to make for me again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, had been given my assurance these few days .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This are my assurance to you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since sept 4 is coming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wont d5 you again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You always hold my hand so tight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You never let go of my hands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You can make my heart melts with you lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When I'm sad, you take the pain away with a joke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you always find a new way to "WoW" me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you always look deep into my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you always know what to say when I get mad at you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you say the cutest things over and over and never gets old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you stare at me as if I am the most handsome guy in the world!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When Im feeling the worst, you make me feel the happiest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The way we play stupid games, but you play anyways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How you love me like no other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How you forgive me when I do wrong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How times it seems like we're the only ones here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How you would do anything I say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Srly , you cant find all these point in everybody.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;YSTZXT , MTHT is just purely lucky to have you as a girlfriend alright? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Iloveyou honey &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2096110696051945357?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2096110696051945357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2096110696051945357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2096110696051945357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2096110696051945357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-guess-picture-behind-is-down-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5295510893490237269</id><published>2009-08-13T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:42:01.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wo ai ni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>B, ily :D</title><content type='html'>darling ,&lt;br /&gt;play my blog &amp;amp; your own blog very fun hor :D&lt;br /&gt;tsk , nevermind lah uh ;&lt;br /&gt;say me B-bird , say me Penguin, say me Ass ; ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( SOMETIMES I RLY WONDER WHY YOU SO EVIL )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind , i'm here to prove i'm a worthy girlfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( PS : thanks for that dumb kiss you give me thr w-c :D just only )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i want to tell you this ! since the day we patch-ed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy 5 months anniversary baby-love !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yknow i love you super lots &amp;amp; i'm not that evil to say you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-5295510893490237269?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5295510893490237269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5295510893490237269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5295510893490237269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5295510893490237269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/b-ily-d.html' title='B, ily :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-797974825111842605</id><published>2009-08-13T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:26:48.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comes and Goes'/><title type='text'>When no one knows what's it like to  be on our shoes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SoMAotg6IMI/AAAAAAAAACE/_gzGliUUQEI/s1600-h/P1030442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369135880168153282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SoMAotg6IMI/AAAAAAAAACE/_gzGliUUQEI/s320/P1030442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess i had the best memories of national day in my life (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to singapore anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spent my national day with my one and only love (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4day 3 night resort at my place i guess =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didnt know i could do that much thing at home until the last week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If everyday could be like that 4days3night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I swear i'll stay at home everyday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I didnt know painting nails at home and i didnt know it could take up to one whole afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Removing it and i also didnt know it could take actually a minimum of 3 packets of tissues and afew hours doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Watched Hot Shot. I didn't know some sad parts could make us laugh like nobody's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Watched Secret (: I didn't know it could be so boring until someone could fall asleep ! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Had pulling pants session and it was simply awesome ! oh my ~ i cant believe mine dropped on the floor. gosh ~ some embarrassing moment i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I didnt know by lying down and watching tv could make me look like a porn star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I didnt know sleeping could make someone squeezed to the corner.. =x ops ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had HTHT, It seems like it's just 30mins but the fact that it's been afew hours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I didn't know i look like a ostrich =x Oh My ~ I'm going to Sleep ! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;didnt know someone looked so cute when she's sleeping (: Not until i really looked at her (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I didn't know we had so much fun till we forgot to take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This only proves that the 4days 3nights was simply awesome !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Questions , Questions and Questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mystery , Mystery and Mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tried putting yourself in other people's shoe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Does a decision have really to be made between 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Being pushed to the corner or walking to the corner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PS: No Hard Feeling Though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Always wanted to solve certain things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;but never fails to go back to the starting point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The problem will always be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Effort not being appreciated or not enough effort is being put in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Facts or Cant Be Bothered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Truth or Excuses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANT TO BE A PILLOW ! HER PILLOW ! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ms Z Xueting, I hereby promise you i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;won't ditch you again ! All thy readers shall be my witness (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-797974825111842605?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/797974825111842605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=797974825111842605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/797974825111842605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/797974825111842605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-no-one-knows-whats-it-like-to-be.html' title='When no one knows what&apos;s it like to  be on our shoes.'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SoMAotg6IMI/AAAAAAAAACE/_gzGliUUQEI/s72-c/P1030442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-7521558321905097269</id><published>2009-08-09T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:58:53.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're such an idiot</title><content type='html'>YOU VERY IDIOT ;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TICKLE ME ! D:&lt;br /&gt;YOU SCOLD ME B-B !&lt;br /&gt;ME NO LIKE YOUUUU !&lt;br /&gt;YOU THIS BIG FAT OSTRICH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited, 13/8/09 :&lt;br /&gt;Above post is posted by Ms Z Xueting (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-7521558321905097269?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7521558321905097269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=7521558321905097269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7521558321905097269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7521558321905097269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-such-idiot.html' title='you&apos;re such an idiot'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3612554248821366504</id><published>2009-08-04T14:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:15:49.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i were to choose again :D</title><content type='html'>baby-love ;&lt;br /&gt;time &amp;amp; again you promised me &lt;strong&gt;you'll not ditch me again&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;sept fourth ,&lt;br /&gt;am afriad, but i guess, you'll still accompany me through the hardest times :D&lt;br /&gt;though i always say that i'll ditch you , but yknow im never serious ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;how can i possibly ditch this idiot of mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only he is capable of ditching me twice in a year D:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( WITHIN 4 MONTHS ! )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot dumb-dumb ! i wonder why is he so dumb :D&lt;br /&gt;through my hardest time, you were with me ;&lt;br /&gt;so baby, through your hardest time, i'll be there with you&lt;br /&gt;to stay by you every single little things, i'll not leave you :D&lt;br /&gt;we quarrel, we cold-war , we cry, we though of breaking-up&lt;br /&gt;we thought of giving-up, we hurt each other with words,&lt;br /&gt;we ignore each other, we raise voices at each other,&lt;br /&gt;we've conflicts here and there, we choose not to reply text ,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; many many more .&lt;br /&gt;but the simple thing that never changes, is the fact that&lt;br /&gt;i still love you , i still will hug you &amp;amp; i'll still kiss + bite youuu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK-YOU FOR DITCHING ME ! C'AUSE YOU SUCK !&lt;br /&gt;YOU THIS FAT OSTRICH, DITCH DITCH DITCH ! DUMB-BO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-loveyou baby-love ! now &amp;amp; forever -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3612554248821366504?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3612554248821366504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3612554248821366504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3612554248821366504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3612554248821366504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-i-were-to-choose-again-d.html' title='if i were to choose again :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6208688188608671671</id><published>2009-07-17T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:17:32.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm slowly losing faith in myself .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dislike certain things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate to admit that things aren't the same as before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope i can overcome this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope i have enough self control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not feeling very good now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to scream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are millions of things i wanted to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But idk whad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am just so not myself after certain stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I FUCKING HATE THIS FUCKING FEELING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fuck it man. forget about it. i'll settle it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-6208688188608671671?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6208688188608671671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6208688188608671671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6208688188608671671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6208688188608671671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-slowly-losing-faith-in-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8590435419637693124</id><published>2009-07-07T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:46:39.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random posting,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 1230 (:&lt;br /&gt;Bring that ruscal to school.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO COMPLAIN ! I'M SICK !&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A FEVER 39.0 DEGREE YESTERDAY! COUGH AND FLU !&lt;br /&gt;omg, ): what if i am infected with H1N1? ):&lt;br /&gt;People , must still remember me okays?&lt;br /&gt;Although i pranked dexter, almost made him cry (:&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still worried okay ! *ya like real*&lt;br /&gt;But nehmind la ! got a silly love to look after me , (:&lt;br /&gt;ah, fever subsided already though,&lt;br /&gt;left with cough. (:&lt;br /&gt;means that i'm not infected with H1N1 ! the oink flu. =x&lt;br /&gt;haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet baby at yishun mrt (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat BD ! *figure that out yourself uhhs, *&lt;br /&gt;haha, nice nice (: after that went to buy some junk food,&lt;br /&gt;and someone say i'm junk food ! *tsktsk, not baby ahhs, yupps not baby*&lt;br /&gt;haha, bought kokocrunch (: and milk =x&lt;br /&gt;them came back home (:&lt;br /&gt;watching the shuang zi xin thing. Finale today lehhs&lt;br /&gt;and baby say she want to see i blog, but i think she watching tv. =x&lt;br /&gt;cause she never say anything when i type this. (: haha !&lt;br /&gt;Now she pull my leg hair ! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;stupid advertisment ! Signing off ! shall count how many leg hair i lost later ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8590435419637693124?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8590435419637693124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8590435419637693124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8590435419637693124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8590435419637693124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-posting-woke-up-at-around-1230.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-464340032836137094</id><published>2009-07-05T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T03:08:47.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now and Forever (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baked Muffins at home with baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh gosh, All FAILED !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not sweet at all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No white sugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Used Brown sugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahhs, sure is lousy. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But its quite lucky that we didn't have to eat it though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;They all went into the plastic bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Failed products. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cannot eat, later stomache pain, tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The first try was quite... Ya. Nevermind, the colour just don't seems very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It looks like... Something not very nice also. haha, But it should taste good if we had white sugar though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha, Had fun though. =x After that went to watch Hot Shot inside room. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tsktsk, someone fell asleep halfway. =x haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then woke someone up to brush teeth (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quite obvious is who though, haha ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After that jiu sleep le. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Woke up late for ECP =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went down with baby at around noon time though (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, long trip down there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dropped at wrong stop, tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;because of SOMEONE ! * ok fine, that someone is me x.x*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;walked down with baby to rent bicycle. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha ! Took quite abit of time to start though. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reasons will be highly confidential. * well, i'm not suppose to say*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cycled till the end of ECP ! * first time i reached the end though*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was like wow ! And saw that pikachu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, Guess she forget me liiaos. haha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The looks she gave me was like "who are you ahhs?" =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, but well, she seems to changed alot. well, to me though, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby took her number and we left, for the cycling journey (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And oh ya, i forgot to mention, we had no idea about the time though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We didn't bring phone along and baby forgot to bring her watch along ! haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But it was fun playing without knowing what time is it though ! (: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to sit down in front of the beach after returning the bicycles (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, listened to ipod (: and, sing song. x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;damn nan ting can. tsktsk, * i'm the one singing anyway =x"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blehs, after that cabbed down to ikea to eat cause we dont know which bus to take =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, the cafe sure is packed, took quite long to get a seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And when we finally found one, I was mistaken to be a girl. OMG CAN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was standing to wait someone to clear the table, and when that auntie come, she called me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;xiao jie. x.x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby was laughing ! and the auntie beside us was laughing also ! OMG ! i told the auntie i was not a girl. I'm a young man ! (:but was shot back x.x she say 17 where got young ! OMG can, =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bad auntie, 17 is still not considered old hor hor =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; hahas, after that took the shuttle bus to bedok, mrted to tamp, then 969 back home. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;baby changed liiaos jiu cabbed back le (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;exchanged phone with baby for a day ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, not used to button though, lucky baby change, right after she boarded the cab, less than 3 mins, phone jiu died liiaos. =x&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stupid teacher gave test again, some weird test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wrote section but never write what topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Survived that test though, quite easy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha, Met up with baby after classes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to buy peach yoguart at J8 (: nice nice (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went down to AMK after that to eat astons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After that baby bought candy floss ! ahh ! like how long never eat that lerhhs. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;years man (: I'm a lucky boy, Baby fed me! (: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then we went to change my blink blink, the diamond drop =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;While waiting we bought yoguart again. Choco chips (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But i guess idk how to appreciate =x Like sour sour de, taste like cheese? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went back to get my blink blink, but that guy change wrong letter. tsktsk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some CG i think, =x speaks like one. =x and it's so weird if my last letter is O isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tino ? =x My Darling's name is not XueTino ! =x But i'll still loves her alot even if her name is that though =x haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then we went down to DG (: Bought ticket for Transformer (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was a nice movie (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ordered baby to sleep in the theatre =x tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then we went down to meet baby's clique for awhile (: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well, although it's still a little akward to me, but it's not at akward as the first time though !  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It isnt really as hard as i expected though, haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reach home le (: Wc-ing with Baby ! (: haha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It doesn't really matter what people ask and say anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It also doesn't really matter who are the one asking them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause i've already know something deep inside me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're definately the one meant for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You never fails to give me surprises (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and of cause, never fails to keep me in suspense =x tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Never fails to make me smile , no matter in messages, phone, dates and even wc !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're just so loved ! Iloveyou baby, now and forever (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Question !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whad if one day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your lappy transform into a robot ? =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm just joking, Dont PDLC okays? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't stress, As i'm here with you (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SMILE ! :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/7888962368905581647-464340032836137094?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/464340032836137094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=464340032836137094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/464340032836137094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/464340032836137094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-and-forever.html' title='Now and Forever (:'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4710359978033445533</id><published>2009-06-22T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:54:31.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at 4 today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had been a very long time since i woke up so late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby woke up at around 230, and went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then she woke up at around 5-6?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Called me, then we talked on phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stayed at home for the whole day today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't really have to mood to go out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the mood to do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes i really wondered... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes i'm really afraid... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And sometimes i really hate... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't really know what to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am wondering if i really put too much effort in certain stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i've always wanted to put that much effort, those never ending efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know that you don't want your problem to be my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But that doesn't means that i can don't be bothered about it isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know how to express those feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when you said that you dont want your problem to be my problem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and when i'm unhappy it just add on to your problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want your problems to me mine, cause i wanted to share your burden with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You get what i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Certain stuffs might not be what you mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It might be that i mis-understand stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But anyway, I'm sorry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess i did said certain stuffs that made things went wrong too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm really hating the fact that the way we now talk is like, idk how to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It just doesn't make me feel any better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It just breaks me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry.&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/7888962368905581647-4710359978033445533?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4710359978033445533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4710359978033445533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4710359978033445533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4710359978033445533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-at-4-today.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-166424714157940569</id><published>2009-06-18T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:17:08.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its really reassuring, when it's only you.</title><content type='html'>First of all,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby, beloved sister and wayne for celebrating my birthday with me,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for the wonderful day. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sister for that award. :x&lt;br /&gt;And thanks wayne for taking the time out. (:&lt;br /&gt;Reallye had lots of fun and of cause, Suspense !&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload pictures some other time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to the zoo with baby today,&lt;br /&gt;Although it's just a short 2 hours,&lt;br /&gt;But still we enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrye love,&lt;br /&gt;It's a lil rush today,&lt;br /&gt;I promise that i'll plan another day and we'll reallye provoke those tigers alright? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that and rented some DVD and watched with baby,&lt;br /&gt;She fell asleep though, Sleeping like a baby beside me now =x haas, gonna wake her up soon though. =x&lt;br /&gt;Shall let this silly love sleep awhile more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;thanks alot for the wonderful planning for my birthday alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;You said it's just a simple day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But when it's with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Everyday isn't just a simple day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I dont know how to describe though :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's like, every moments will be so cherish-ed, treasure-d when you're there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, It won't be a simple day even if it's just a sleepover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cause that day won't be a simple day, even if it's at my place for the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your existance there will simply make my day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your hugs will simply makes me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your kisses will simply makes me melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;OMG!!! I'm MELTING !! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I dont mind if i'm melted by you though. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;ILOVEYOU BABY ! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-166424714157940569?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/166424714157940569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=166424714157940569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/166424714157940569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/166424714157940569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-really-reassuring-when-its-only-you.html' title='Its really reassuring, when it&apos;s only you.'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-9081645364894008365</id><published>2009-06-13T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:28:59.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ShakeSpeare -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love look not with the eyes but with the mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOTL - My love for you is 1000x more than how jesus love his people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Met up with baby in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went down to JE to pass money to the bs girl. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby say she look like some china girl. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never see her face properly though, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to eat BD! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby like finally got to eat her BD uhhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After so long. The BD is nice overall, But the chilli cmi, Not Spicy At All .. x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to take bus 97,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wanted to go to art museum, But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Say already damn throw face, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Skip that part, But i'm not going to bus to Art Museum again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially bus 97. Haa! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that had a change of plan to watch movie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went down to Marina Square to watch Land Of The Lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Comedy, And it's damn Funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep disturbing after that can !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Me, Melvin, You, *******"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LizardMan, Dinosaurs and Chaka ! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rated 4/5 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that went to eat yoshinoya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then went to take pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I today damn zilian can ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took more than 100 Pic siiol, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL! I cant remember when was the last time i took that much picture.. x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really didn't had so much fun together with love for very long already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quite long since we went out dating also. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ha ! But It's not going to end ! haas !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More are coming up ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I haven't visit my Museums, Zoo, Park, Farm, Ubins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So many places ! ahhs ! haas (: No place jiu usuals ! haas (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A normal day, could be changed to an unforgetable day, only with you ! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;baby baby !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;hope you enjoyed today .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;really had been a long time since we go out for a date isnt it? haas !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;but it's really really fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;although we spent a quarter of the time inside the... B!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;but it's still fun, ha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;i dont mind staying inside the B for one whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;At least i get to hug you ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;We didn't get to go to the art museum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;but we did enjoyed the movie and the photo taking session isn't it? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Every hug is cherished, Every kiss is treasured and Every moment is kept inside my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Only when it's you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;ILOVEYOU BABY!  (:&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/7888962368905581647-9081645364894008365?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9081645364894008365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=9081645364894008365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9081645364894008365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9081645364894008365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/shakespeare-love-look-not-with-eyes-but.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3961055368845534294</id><published>2009-06-09T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:12:50.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Met up with beloved today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Was late, so cabbed down to YCK mrt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The cab uncle damn funny can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He was married to a University wife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So he told me whenever he quarrel with his wife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He dont dare to speak about studies or the money he earn monthly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL! Then he told me, Although his wife got dip, but he had a cert his wife couldn't get,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEAVING SCHOOL CERTIFICATE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He studied till primary 6 only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL! Funny uncle. Was laughing all the way throughout the trip. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Met up with baby at YCK mrt after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went down to PS to walk around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Has been a long time since i went to PS already :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After that went to xing wang to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Talked bout certain stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And Someone cried in xingwang can ! ah! gave me a shock of my life. &gt;&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes, Through blog is the way i could see how you really feels about stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If one mistake or one mis-understanding had happen after blogging made you have to double check what you have typed have hurt me or not, you dont have to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really wants to know how you feel at times, I want you to vent your anger on blogs, I don't want you to keep things from me. Certain things are really hard to tell, That's why sometimes we communicate by blogging isn't it? There are times we have conflicts, quarrel and obstacles coming across, But whose relationship won't have those? Through conflicts made us know more about each other , Through quarrels made us change for the better for each other and through obstacles made us closer. Isn't it? We change for the better for each other is because we don't want to make the same mistake twice, that's why we change. And actually, what you said today didn't really hurts. It hurts more when you said you don't know how to face me. I don't know why also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Towards 'G',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I told you already,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I only dislike the fact that he asked you out to drink the first day he contacted back with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But if you want to meet up with him, I'm still fine with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't want to be demanding till it affects your circle of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And towards 'B',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't really know what to say. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i'm definately not J or what when he sms you or you meet up with him. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But seriously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes, when you said you're going to have dinner with friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll get curious who are them. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's not because i don't trust you or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just curious okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*wink* so you know what to do ahhs &lt;3&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And, I got to apologise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes, I know I'm not a good boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know how to be a good boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm only learning how to be one, after I've become your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby, I'm really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But, I still love you as much okays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I said liiaos, Nothing is going to change anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even if it is, It's definately going to change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It began with ILIKEYOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then it becomes IAMGOINGTOWOOYOU, *still asked for permission okays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Slowly, it became IMISSYOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then , it became ILOVEYOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmmm, guess sometimes later it'll become IAMGOINGTOMARRYYOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YANSUETTENGZHENXUETING, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MELVINTANGMAIRONG LOVEYOU TO THE CORE CAN! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/7888962368905581647-3961055368845534294?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3961055368845534294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3961055368845534294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3961055368845534294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3961055368845534294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/met-up-with-beloved-today-was-late-so.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5916159854318032717</id><published>2009-06-08T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:51:06.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with baby yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joined baby's clique for dinner. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, seems akward at first, but after that was okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haas, baby told me that zy tried to talk to me. but well, its really hard to strike a convor with her yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As in, i dont really know how to start up a convor with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's also weird for me to talk to her out of the blue. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus i dont really know what kind of topic to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haas, feel kinda bad about it. =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only talked to baby and sis niahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then after that baby, pat and sis sent me to mrt station. haas, so sweet right? &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;went to dex's house to change stuffs jiu go home liiaos &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DAMN ! I MISS BABY SO MUCH CAN !! AHHS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my eyes is always so jealous of my heart. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cause baby is always so close to my heart, yet so far away from my eyes ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7888962368905581647-5916159854318032717?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5916159854318032717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5916159854318032717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5916159854318032717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5916159854318032717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/met-up-with-baby-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8010126526315497171</id><published>2009-05-17T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:02:40.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You said you wanted to know how i feels isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You don't want to know them only after asking me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vice versa, I don't want to get to know yours only by after asking you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You really got to know that different words has different meaning behind them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And how serious those words could bring you to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't really want to assumes anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want you to tell me them yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't say you didn't bother to do msg me and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Up till now, I still don't know the reason, Tell me those reason won't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stop letting me assumes things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm really tired from all of these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's like always starting without a definate reason behind it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And both of us are seriously affected isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know? When my phone was dead, and i couldnt sms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When i charged it, and turned it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sms keep running in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But none of them was from you. Nevermind, you might be too busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am i really asking for too much? When the first thing i see every morning couldnt be you and let it be your sms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you know how disappointing it is to recieve none when i woke up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when i sms you, replies are like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the fact that i've to act like i'm not affected?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You're sick that night, and you turned off your phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After i get to know that. Do you know how bad i felt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When i couldnt get through you, do you know how worried i got?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the next day, Every msg was like less than 2 sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When i ask you, You told me you'll tell on blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i have to wait till night till i reach home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That period of time, I'm suppose to keep myself in suspence and assume things myself uhhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if you're the one recieving that kind of msges from me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its like, every conversation is ended with just afew words again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been wondering, If i didnt msg you during afternoon, Will you msg me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tell me that answer from the bottom of your heart wont you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And please, Dont say it doesnt matter anymore or trying not to answer those questions or avoiding it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe you know that how serious things are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe you know what kind of situation we're in now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8010126526315497171?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8010126526315497171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8010126526315497171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8010126526315497171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8010126526315497171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-said-you-wanted-to-know-how-i-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4095487405293932011</id><published>2009-05-17T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:32:10.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am still very confused over everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friday, You asked me to wake you up at 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But your phone was turned off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, you could have dropped me a sms or something even if you're sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And what is worst is you didn't tell me anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got to find out from your blog uhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the next day was like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That kind of feelings i had at bugis that time came back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That kind of i cant be bothered feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I told you before i hated that kind of feelings didnt i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess thats the only thing that can make me pissed off so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You can browse back all the msgs you sent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What if you're the one recieving those kind of msges?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've already tried my very best to put it in a way that it'll be over soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But it's happening almost every weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Does this means that i must put it in the way that every sat i must tell myself everything will be over once monday comes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been trying my best to do what i can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But the replies i got back makes me speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh gosh, I hope this get over quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4095487405293932011?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4095487405293932011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4095487405293932011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4095487405293932011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4095487405293932011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-still-very-confused-over.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4684487913428334227</id><published>2009-05-17T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:53:48.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Idk what kind of feelings i;m having now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Idk if i am more to pissed or disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Idk that so much thing can change overnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Idk why i'm feeling this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Is it a must that these kind of shits must happen at every fucking weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm beginning to hate every weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fuck it. I just want to be quiet for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4684487913428334227?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4684487913428334227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4684487913428334227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4684487913428334227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4684487913428334227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/idk-what-kind-of-feelings-im-having-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3800908262553038999</id><published>2009-05-04T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:08:12.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever wondered why they says that a picture prints a thousand words?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's because you can see everything by just looking at it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweetness, Cuteness, Stupidness. Almost everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Like words, Different pictures brings out different kinds of reactions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Some pictures even made me smile to myself in front of my computer. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Picture Picture on the wall. Who is the cutest of all??!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Barney and friends! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IZDDBwTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/E6NFUE67qF4/s1600-h/Image36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331637866516824370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IZDDBwTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/E6NFUE67qF4/s320/Image36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My brother is not extra, He's purely cute =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IZJY5DtI/AAAAAAAAABs/mFLNNG6FykU/s1600-h/Image27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331637868219141842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IZJY5DtI/AAAAAAAAABs/mFLNNG6FykU/s320/Image27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, Superhero of the day =D *Thats a hairband anw.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IY2URMrI/AAAAAAAAABk/q4lfgwknZ8I/s1600-h/Image23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331637863099478706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IY2URMrI/AAAAAAAAABk/q4lfgwknZ8I/s320/Image23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cannot ps love wear spec. I must wear also. Just that mine is hairband =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IYrFf6CI/AAAAAAAAABc/MOzlwFdy6o0/s1600-h/Image22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331637860084738082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IYrFf6CI/AAAAAAAAABc/MOzlwFdy6o0/s320/Image22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank god someone invented this thing called camera. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How i wish i could be a camera. Just a "Snap"! And i'll have you forever with me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Post specially for my one and only love =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm sorry love, the results wasn't what you wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm still disappointed in that kind of pethetic scores too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Really expected more from it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Gonna read more to score more next time =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thanks for letting me rant also &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Millions of things i wanted to tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But i just don't know is what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Although alot of things happened the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But still, I won't let go of anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I gave you my words for it already isnt it? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm willing to give up everything for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Including my pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;After so long, I've already know that pride wont get me anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ah! I'm missing you so much now =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Missing your smile, your hugs, your everthing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Gonna meet you up for dinner later okays? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I bet we're going to have heh heh heh again =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;blehs! ILY baby~ =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well, i always have =D ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/7888962368905581647-3800908262553038999?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3800908262553038999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3800908262553038999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3800908262553038999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3800908262553038999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/ever-wondered-why-they-says-that.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/Sf3IZDDBwTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/E6NFUE67qF4/s72-c/Image36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-4615578010499296921</id><published>2009-04-29T03:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:40:11.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really am mentally tired. Really wanted to rest, But there are tons of things running through my mind, so i guess i'll rant it all here before i go get some rest and chill.&lt;br /&gt;Guess today sure is a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Words from different people holds different values, different impact.&lt;br /&gt;Just when i thought things will be better after yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm wrong. When will it actually stop? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe you didn't mean anything you said today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe it's really that I'm being too serious about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe I'm just being too sensetive about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;But still, It still hurts alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;To you, I might be having the simplest life ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Free from studies and free to go out and play everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Its a fact that my schedule is not as packed as yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm not facing that kind of stress you're having,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;From what you see, I'm just that kind of person that goes out to play and enjoy myself not studying at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;No one actually knows that i'm spending the effort to be home early to revise those god damn books, although i still hate books as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I mean, do i even have a choice? I wanted to score well at the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;But it seems to me that no one knows. I expected the least that you should know that i'm already spending the effort. But it's either the effort that i've spent is not enough or you failed to realise it isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I dislike that fact that you told me that I'm trying to push you away to other people when the fact is that I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It might be a joke, But that will be a bad joke to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'll never push you away. Not now, neither will it be in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Do you even know how important you are to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you tell me that won't i find it a little no use telling you some things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It really hurts alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;My concern had became something no use. Maybe that's not what you meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;But still, it makes me wonder how much value my words holds to you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;The next message you sent me makes me feels like we're strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm really stuck and disappointed when i saw that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I didn't expect things to turn out this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I didn't know so much things could be changed within a short one week too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm wondering that will you text me when you're going to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Will it be "I'm going to sleep already, nights" ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm starting to miss the kind of days we had together before school started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;But even when so many things had happened, I still love you as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I really want this period of time to end soon.&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/7888962368905581647-4615578010499296921?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4615578010499296921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4615578010499296921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4615578010499296921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4615578010499296921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-am-mentally-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3792132757411910695</id><published>2009-04-28T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T03:56:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's pretty weird, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not surprised after reading your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's already pretty obvious afew days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's just that I've been lying to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lying to myself that things will get better as time pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But it seems like I'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somehow, It affected me alot after that day you studied in mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's like, every conversation that was started between us was ended by a few words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You plucked in your earpiece before we tapped in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And in between was like so quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't really know what to do or say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Afraid that you'll be annoyed by it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You didn't meet up with bl and walked home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I get to know it only by reading your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's like, we're suddenly miles apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I believe that you know that kind of feeling sucked to the core too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's not like i failed to realised anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's just that, after that day, I'm afraid that our conversation will end with afew words again. And i don't really know how to say stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not blaming on it. But you should realised that you've been very low every night ever since school started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everynight was like so cold and nightmares to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For that moment, It's not i want time to stop anymore, I wanted night to never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause whenever i tried to cheer you up, It never seems to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm really an idiot at times isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm seeing you feeling so low and yet i can't do anything bout it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Got to agree that I'm really useless too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But still, I want to cheer you up when you're feeling low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want to be the one to carry you up when you falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want to be always there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3792132757411910695?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3792132757411910695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3792132757411910695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3792132757411910695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3792132757411910695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-pretty-weird-im-not-surprised-after.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-6305522257207701753</id><published>2009-04-24T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:44:47.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Are you single - ' Happily Attached xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Are you happy -' Yupps =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Are you bored - ' Yupps, Bored to the core =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.Are you fair - ' Not for me to judge =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Are you italian - ' How i wish i am =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Are you intelligent - ' Nope, I'm dumb &amp;amp; its very very dumb (: *Ms Z Xueting says so* (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Are you honest - ' No , i'm never honest =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Are you nice - 'No, i'll never be nice, i'm always very mean :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Are you Irish - 'No, obviously not, i'm a Singaporean , kiasu people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10' Facts about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Full name: Melvin Tang Hao Tian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nickname : Mel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Birthplace: Thomson Hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hair colour: Black, White, Purple =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Natural hairstyle : Mushroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eye colour: Black Black =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Date of Birth : 16 June 1992 ( its not anything special , no need rmb )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mood : Bad Mood, I just got pinched D: &amp;amp; i'm drying people's hair now D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite colour (S) : blue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One place you like to visit: The NICE smelling toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10'questions about my love life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Have you ever been in love - Yes, like who never, ha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Do you believe in love at first sight - Okay luhh =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Do you currently have a crush - Yes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.Have you ever been hurt emotionally - yes, like who never =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Have you ever broken someone's heart - Yes most guys do that =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Have you have your heart broken - Yes, lot of time :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Have you ever liked someone but never told them - No No , i very open de =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Are you afraid of commitment - Yes, i very scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Who was the last person you hug- My bolster, its a person to me ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.Who was the last person you said I love you to- Some idiot =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10'this or that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Love of lust - Lust!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2Hard liquor or beer - Both both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Cat or Dog- Neither =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.A few best friends or regular friends - I want none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Creamy or crunchy - idw , later my teeth drop. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Pencil or Pen - I want rubber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Wild night out or a romantic night in - Both night within one night =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Money or happiness - Both also want :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Night or day - Afternoon =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.IM or phone - What is IM? I want Ipod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10'Have you ever'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Been caught sneaking out - I've never been sneaking in =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Seen a polar bear - Got! In my dreams =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Done something you regret - I've never done anything that i never regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.Bungee jump - Later i'm lost, idw =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Eaten food that fell on the floor - Nope and never! Wayne likes to do that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Finished entire jaw breaker - Yes, Many times too, oops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Been caught naked -Yes, always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Wanted an ex gf/bf back -I have what i have already =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Cried bcos you lost a pet - Yes, i cried for 3 days 3 nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.Wanted to disappear -No , later cannot come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10'preferences in a patner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Smile or eyes - smile (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Light or dark hair - both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Hugs or kisses - None, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.Shorter or taller - taller than me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Intelligent or Attraction -no need luhh, i also not so clever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Topman or zara - None, 3 for $10 , pasamalam =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Funny or serious - serious ! just like a teacher, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Older or younger - older than me , i like old people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Outgoing or quiet - Quiet, so that i can talk alot =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.Sweet or bad - bad, can suan me more =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10'Have you's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Ever performed in front of a large crowd - Yes, pole dance :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Ever talked on the phone for longer than 1 hr - no, i got no friends to talk so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Ever walk on hands - no need luhh, got legs can already =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.Ever been to a rock concert -No, stone musical yes ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Ever been in a cheerleading team - no, i dont want die so early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Ever been in a dance team- no need luhh, i dance pole dance no need team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Ever been in sports team - No, im a walking fishball , cannot play sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Ever been in a drama play/production - no need lah , i so POPULAR liao =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Ever owned o BWW/Mercedes Benz/Escalade/Hummer/Bentley- No, i got a bicycle ( 4 wheels)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.Ever been in a rap video - Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10'Lasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.Last phone call you made - Daddy =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Last person you hugged- bolster rather than xueting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.Last person you hung out with - If hung, i'll be dead ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.Last time you worked - i work out very often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Last person you talked to - rather talk to a bowl den xueting =/ oops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Last person you IM'D - does not know IMD stand for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.Last person you text - rather text next door neighbour than her =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Last person you went movie with - with LJT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Last person/thing you missed - My porridge =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.Last website you visited - porn =x , &amp;amp; gin's blog (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quiz Done By Ms ZXT =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All done by her =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh~ Poor me ~ =(&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/7888962368905581647-6305522257207701753?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6305522257207701753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=6305522257207701753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6305522257207701753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/6305522257207701753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2065292966502818012</id><published>2009-04-14T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:40:26.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandpa was admitted to the hospital last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They told me that he was having kidney disfunction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had his first dialysis yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going down to ttsh later on. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*To the world, You may be one person.&lt;br /&gt;But to one person, You might be the world!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've never had this kind of feeling before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wanted time to stop immediately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its very hard to see you getting so troubled before you gets into poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its also very hard to know that you will hardly have the time to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wondering if we even have the time to meet up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'll be satisfied as long as i can say ILY and hug you everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But it seems like it'll be hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The way you put it to me is like there'll be totally no chance to see each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's why i wanted to change topic in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It really breaks my beart that you put it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby, I'm really worried bout your poly life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But still, You still have to promise me some things uhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;No matter what happens, don't cry okays? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;As in, towards friends and results, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cause you never know how much i loved to see you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;A smile of yours could make a day of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And and and, you promised me already, you're not allowed to neglect me in any way ahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm not going to give you constant reminders. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;You got to work that out yourself =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And please. Before school starts, don't make it sounds like poly is hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It might be fun you know =D !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;IAMMISSINGYOUBADLY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*One day i caught myself laughing for no reason, Then i found out that I'm thinking of You*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Its not really bothering me if zy could accept me or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm not being offended in anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;But still, Some things never change. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;At the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I am still who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;The difference gap is way too big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;But it doesnt really matters too. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Who cares if she could accept me or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whats more important is you've already accepted me already isnt it? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ILOVEYOU BABY! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*I seem to have a problem. I think I've lost my heart, I can't find it anywhere, Its like I'm searching in the dark, I was beginning to panic. wondering what to do. But then i remembered I gave it to you. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&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/7888962368905581647-2065292966502818012?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2065292966502818012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2065292966502818012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2065292966502818012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2065292966502818012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandpa-was-admitted-to-hospital-last.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-53467853284515101</id><published>2009-04-10T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T02:43:55.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrated grandpa's birthday today at some steamboat restaurant around Novena today.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun overall.&lt;br /&gt;Was very fed up with my stupid mother for being that un-responsible.&lt;br /&gt;For not telling me the details of where to meet and where to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to ask her myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to yishun after the dinner and went to dennis's house to drink. *My 2nd aunt. Used to call her by her name*&lt;br /&gt;Went to NTUC to get some mixer and had some conflict with some old slut.&lt;br /&gt;Knocked into my aunt when she didnt say "excuse me".&lt;br /&gt;So my aunt told me Singaporeans now have no manners. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;She turned back and stared at me like one kind and told us loudly that she said "excuse me" 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, me and my aunt didn't heard her saying that.&lt;br /&gt;And she didn't stop at all.&lt;br /&gt;Made me so mad.&lt;br /&gt;As in, She don't have to be rude and talk that loudly in the public,&lt;br /&gt;She stared at me obviously and she told me she was looking at her husband.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, Wtf? OO&lt;br /&gt;Her husband confronted me after that, saying that his wife was looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;Told him politely that his wife was obviously looking at me , Duhh! everyone saw that.&lt;br /&gt;That husband of her's was siding his wife of cause.&lt;br /&gt;Talking louder and louder, then saying that is he being rude now by talking that loud.&lt;br /&gt;Lols. This is what i get when i am being polite to him uhhs?&lt;br /&gt;Fine, was thinking no point quarreling with this kind of bastard.&lt;br /&gt;2nd aunt suddenly came and ask what happen.&lt;br /&gt;Before that man could explain,&lt;br /&gt;she told the cashier to ask for the manager to come,&lt;br /&gt;while i told him to give me a minute while i make a report to the police since he doesn't seems to be quite happy with it, acting like some big shots.&lt;br /&gt;Although i really feel like slapping his damn face, but i held back. Lols, it wont solve the matter afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Think he is working in mediacorp. His expression and attitude change to fast that even i can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;One moment he was standing at his wife side. After my aunt asked for the manager and i said i wanted to make a report, he apologise immediately. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i wanted to laugh at that point of time, he told me maybe his wife speak too softly and we cant hear it. There was like so many people over there at that time, he was acting like some big shots just because he was older than us. He still got the cheek to tell me he don't really know what happened, thought it was my fault cause i told his wife off. They was there trying to embarrass us and when i speak up it became my fault? I mean, if they really have no faults, why apologise immediately when they heard i said i wanted to make a report to the police?&lt;br /&gt;By doing this doesn't everything back-fired at them?&lt;br /&gt;He shooked my hand after that. Saying, young man, i can see you're a nice guy. And he apologised again. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Weird old man. I ignored that bitch though. Lols. But well, not blaming that old man, he stood up for his wife afterall. peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home after going to dennis's house to help mummy burn the house things for the ancestors. Can't really be bothered though.&lt;br /&gt;My dad was a adopted child. My granny came over to my house and told my mom when i was at primary school. She told my mom that my dad was a adopted child in front of me. She didn't really treat me like her grandson when i was young. And now my mom expects me to burn all this kind of shits to some ancestor who i don't know and did shits to me when i was a child?&lt;br /&gt;She treated me better only when i was at sec 1. When i refused to go over to her house during CNY.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking by coming over to my house and giving my mom a 2k to buy books and stuffs for me will make me forgives her?&lt;br /&gt;She humiliated me when i was a kid. Regretting everything only when i didn't go over to her house during CNY? Knowing that i was the eldest boy among all her grandchildren?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, she didn't gave me a good impression since i was a kid. I heard from mom that when i was born, she refused to carry me until my grandma asked her to carry me. She used to tell me&lt;br /&gt;"You come for what?" when my dad brought me down to her place when i was young. Even at CNY she'll say that. She lost one of her red packet which have a $200 inside during one of the CNY and the first thing she do is to call my mom and ask we got take that red packet or not.&lt;br /&gt;After doing all this kind of shits and my mom still expect me to help her burn those shits to my so called ancestors? They can't be counted as my ancestors anyway. I don't even know who is my real granny since my dad was an adopted child.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if they're dead or they're alive somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I can't really be bothered bout anything in regards of them.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't do any part being a grandparent,&lt;br /&gt;and so i believe i won't be doing any part as a grand child too.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I really hope that they are not my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Its really a disgrace to have this kind of grandparents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-53467853284515101?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/53467853284515101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=53467853284515101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/53467853284515101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/53467853284515101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/celebrated-grandpas-birthday-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8856370924719022698</id><published>2009-03-09T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:54:42.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Silly baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I dont know if thats the reason that why you broke down or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But i guess I'm still responsible to clarify that with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You haven't replied my message and when I'm online, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You're offline already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I hope you'll be seeing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;And i also want you to know that none of this is going to lead to any quarrel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Not even one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;If its because of status,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Then you this silly bi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You should've known that I'm already yours a long long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ever since 2006,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I'm already yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Although during the period between 2006-2008 we had some quarrels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;And i know i'm being very childish during the quarrels and the stop in contact for a few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But i found out that I couldnt let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;And In fact i don't want to let you go anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I want you to be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I wanted to ask for patch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But i just cant seems to bring up the courage to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I'm afraid you'll tell me that you prefer the r/s now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;That's why i've never brought up that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But none of that is important isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;The most important part is that i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Sweetheart, Please drop me a message after you see this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I'm so worried bout you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Please Please and Please. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8856370924719022698?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8856370924719022698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8856370924719022698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8856370924719022698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8856370924719022698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/silly-baby-i-dont-know-if-thats-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2833690730560168010</id><published>2009-02-24T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:38:32.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was back home for a little while =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby came to my house. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't go home last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause she is silly enough to leave her keys at home! ha! silly baby. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And and and !!! I'm so touched WeiLian accompanied us too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wahaha! So generous of him.. But he was using the comp all the way =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess if my house catches fire, he wouldn't know until he feels the fire burning his backside =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got to wear long sleeves shirts for the next few days.. D=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was bitten by some vampire =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it was so special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vampire actually can give love bites! OMG! * thought they only suck blood? *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recieved the v day present for baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks alot! Its so sweet baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for the memo , the watch and the sweet little note. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Appreciate it lots lots..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lucky WeiLian was here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or else i guess I'll cry man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was like so touched.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will make good use of the sweet little memo and the watch.. * Although I'm still wondering how much that watch cost you.. *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your v day present can't give you yet yahhs.. =X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not ready yet.. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got to go out again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To meet jon. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Eh bi, Thanks for the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Never fails to make me happy =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Never fails to make me feel touched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And never fails to bite me also! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sorry that my house can't be happening that i wanted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But we had fun afterall ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;After reading this, You better try to rest early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;As early as you could..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;You didn't have much sleep last night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Love you loads &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Never ever leave me again ya? =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE!! =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/7888962368905581647-2833690730560168010?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2833690730560168010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2833690730560168010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2833690730560168010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2833690730560168010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/was-back-home-for-little-while-d-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-7331139829025133789</id><published>2009-02-22T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:53:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before i post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to scold WL inside my blog first.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IDIOT!!! make me lose 1k+ credits in tagged!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RAWRHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shouldn't have fall for your trick =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blehs.. Nvm.. I shall slowly earn back =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Its not that I'm feeling jealous or what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm just afraid that misunderstanding will occurs again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm afriad that things might not be happening that how it should happen in a normal chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm afraid that you'll be put at a difficult situation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I know it could be very un-reasonable for me to make that decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I know you might be thinking that I am just being too sensitive and stuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But like i said.. I'm afraid of myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't want to lose you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I said I'm going to be selfish, But at the same time, I don't want to be unreasonable and unfair to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;That's why I'm afraid to tell you at first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm afraid that you'll be unhappy with that answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't want to have those kind of feelings to be worrying at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I seriously hope that you'll understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But, if you really want to stay, I won't say anything either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I just want you to enjoy to the fullest. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I love you sweetie &lt;3&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/7888962368905581647-7331139829025133789?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7331139829025133789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=7331139829025133789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7331139829025133789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7331139829025133789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3333347856974605356</id><published>2009-02-19T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:15:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bi, You know? I realised something.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The previous time i had those thoughts and feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I because I jut loved you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After 2 long years, I still can't let go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm not planning to let it go either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll have those thought is because I'm afraid that you'll leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want you to be just mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me be selfish this time round ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you're thinking I'm going to just go MIA like the previous time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I give you my words that it won't happen.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be persistant this time round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll so persistant that you can never imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you think that by telling me some things will lead to a quarrel,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that will happen either..&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, You can't clap with one hand.&lt;br /&gt;I won't blame you when its not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm going to become selfish,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to become unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember the post when you said if I'm with 'her' I might be happier?&lt;br /&gt;You told me that you're going to be selfish right?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;Please.. Never ever push me away..&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there with you.&lt;br /&gt;And just you.&lt;br /&gt;No one else.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding that.. Be as selfish as you can ya..&lt;br /&gt;Or if its possible.. Be so selfish that you've never been before..&lt;br /&gt;I'll never wants to be pushed away..&lt;br /&gt;Especially by you..&lt;br /&gt;You just hold so much value inside my heart that you can never imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant forget bout those sweet moments we had,&lt;br /&gt;those sweet words you told me,&lt;br /&gt;those sweet actions you showed me,&lt;br /&gt;those concerns,&lt;br /&gt;those cares&lt;br /&gt;basically,&lt;br /&gt;everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be really really honest,&lt;br /&gt;There's a period of time I tried to forget you and tried to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do that..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i don't want,&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm holding back.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a mission impossible to me.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i somehow did that.&lt;br /&gt;You'll just still be there inside my heart..&lt;br /&gt;It's like a scar,&lt;br /&gt;Once it's there, it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and ... You're such an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;Get youself occupied inside the room in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;What's worst? You can't move out either..&lt;br /&gt;So.. Since that's already your property,&lt;br /&gt;Use your property wisely ok?&lt;br /&gt;Don't knock that property and creates a hole in there..&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm afraid of pain so asking you not to do that..&lt;br /&gt;To be precise,&lt;br /&gt;Don't hurt me..&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me feel insecure.&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;And don't keeps things from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin have legs..&lt;br /&gt;He can run,&lt;br /&gt;But his heart doesn't have any,&lt;br /&gt;So his heart won't run away.&lt;br /&gt;So bi,&lt;br /&gt;Never ever feel insecure ok?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will change the fact that I'm already yours &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7888962368905581647-3333347856974605356?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3333347856974605356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3333347856974605356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3333347856974605356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3333347856974605356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/bi-you-know-i-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8951479235702406633</id><published>2009-02-18T03:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:13:23.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was tired.. But unable to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So decided to blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things just keep running through my mind.. dammit.. Lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wondered if i'm a sensitive person or not.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though i tried,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just cant be not sensitive in certain things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i can't accept the fact that i cant do anything bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It not that i cant.. But more to i don't want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things will be worst if i do something bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i chose rather not to do anything bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow, after that incident, i'm feeling very insecure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i'm not feeling very good bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know why.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But i'm beginning to get more and more sensitive these few days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its not what i wanted but it just happens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not going to write anymore details.. so yupps.. idw to talk bout it anymore too.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;First of all.. I want to tell you that None of this is going to lead to a quarrel nor mis-understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Its not your fault.. You dont have to blame yourself either. Its just me. I dont know why it will become like that either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Its like.. I'm feeling so lost now.. I dont know how come i've become like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Guess it'll be alright after sleeping.. Afterall.. This kind of emotion just doesnt suits me... And i don't like them either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;So, Nights darling. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*Private* I'm just an idiot afterall.. When others approach me for r/s problem, I'll make sure things goes well for them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But whenever it comes to me, I'm just so damn lost. IDIOT IDIOT IDIOT IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8951479235702406633?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8951479235702406633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8951479235702406633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8951479235702406633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8951479235702406633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/was-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1206455302152755515</id><published>2009-02-12T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:14:28.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;New skin, New post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL, Dexter's going to kill me after he found out that he's actually a gorilla .. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well.. Its funny though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to buy some of my course books today. Lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And and and!! My brother learnt 2 new words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The 2 words are "Fuck You"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lols.. He scolded me that today.. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quite classic though.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shall update more soon! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-1206455302152755515?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1206455302152755515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1206455302152755515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1206455302152755515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1206455302152755515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-skin-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8111596689685571253</id><published>2009-01-22T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:57:59.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to Update this dead blog =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Has been a long time since i updated..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was lazy to do so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday went to bugis with weilian to buy the rest of the CNY clothes i haven't bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, Bugis was like so packed up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Felt like a tuna.. Squeezing here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But well.. Bought the belt i always wanted to buy.. and spent a total of 160.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before we went to bugis went to meet up with bi and beelian... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that then we went to bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was fun and tiring afterall.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we met up with jon after we reach home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saw his neighbour..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celest was her name.. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A tall and hot chick. =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking bout her oranges perfumes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was like... laughing all the way when she said she wanted to name her future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;orange farm as " Orange Alah Jon "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jonathan will be one of the founder of "Orange Alah Jon" and she will become a millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after opening the farm.. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She was a lil high yesterday .. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HA! I guess if she is younger and i gets to know her earlier i'll fall i love with her! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Don't jealous ok? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okays! Got to look after that ruscal.. Will upload pictures some other time! BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres&lt;/span&gt;.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8111596689685571253?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8111596689685571253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8111596689685571253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8111596689685571253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8111596689685571253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-update-this-dead-blog-d-has.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2464894237202006612</id><published>2008-12-17T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:50:23.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf3Db0jHLI/AAAAAAAAABE/CqUjNjqsGPo/s1600-h/16122008(009_6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280460726495026354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf3Db0jHLI/AAAAAAAAABE/CqUjNjqsGPo/s320/16122008(009_6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mel, Keai Cindy~ * She wanted to cut her nose :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf2k1gHpEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/63LIdkVBpTs/s1600-h/16122008(010_4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280460200812717122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf2k1gHpEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/63LIdkVBpTs/s320/16122008(010_4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel, Dearest Jie Jie &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf2ktqu6oI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fXpN12QpJco/s1600-h/16122008(008_6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280460198709750402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf2ktqu6oI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fXpN12QpJco/s320/16122008(008_6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whads there again?? OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went out with Jie jie, Cindy and Gin today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met up with Gin first. Went to fareast to buy the magic cards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weets~ Finally bought my dearest cap and the cards~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then met up with Cindy then Jie jie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to cine to watch Bolt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But went to the arcade first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played basketball and Gin and Jie Jie lost!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wahaha! Forfeit was to kiss each other. *Gin was the one who came up with it*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then walked to PS to slack at StarBucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bored and took photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cindy is going to kill me for uploading her pic which she looks like she is going to cut her nose or something :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that Jie Jie cabbed us back &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wees~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7888962368905581647-2464894237202006612?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2464894237202006612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2464894237202006612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2464894237202006612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2464894237202006612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/mel-keai-cindy-she-wanted-to-cut-her.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SUf3Db0jHLI/AAAAAAAAABE/CqUjNjqsGPo/s72-c/16122008(009_6).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-8825123525181907574</id><published>2008-12-08T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:13:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Damaging One Letter Word : Avoid It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Satisfying Two-Letter Word : Use It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"We"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Posionous Three-Letter Word : Kill It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"EGO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Used Four-Letter Word : Value It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Love"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Pleasing Five-Letter Word : Keep It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Fastest Spreading Six-Letter Word : Ignore It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Rumour"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Enviable Seven-Letter Word : Achieve It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Success"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Nefarious Eight-Letter Word : Distance It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Jealousy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Powerful Nine-Letter Word : Acquire It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Knowledge"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Most Essential Ten-Letter Word : Maintain It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Confidence"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woke up at 3pm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sleeping like a baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had sweet dream i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then went to aunt house at around 5-6,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;helping her to move her stuffs back to her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Took cab back *being sponsored*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then went out awhile to pass ben back his ezy link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chated with xueting on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TIRED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time to get some rest~ :)&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/7888962368905581647-8825123525181907574?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8825123525181907574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8825123525181907574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8825123525181907574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8825123525181907574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-damaging-one-letter-word-avoid-it.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1035439443889370650</id><published>2008-12-03T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:11:54.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to orchard, bugis with [G]ui today :X&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to watch Quarentine,&lt;br /&gt;A very Fucked Up movie!&lt;br /&gt;Although its fucked up, but its nice overall,&lt;br /&gt;But i find it has a very bad ending.&lt;br /&gt;All died, I expected a few to survive.&lt;br /&gt;I bet i could sleep well tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Cause of the movie! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-1035439443889370650?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1035439443889370650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1035439443889370650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1035439443889370650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1035439443889370650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-to-orchard-bugis-with-gui-today-x.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-603299664988023916</id><published>2008-11-25T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:21:45.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.who's the last person that tagged you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Nat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Relationship between you and him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Eh, My Pi Tui? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Three impressions of him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Generous, Kind and Cute? Lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. If he becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Possible meh? :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. What will you say to the person you like very much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I Like You! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Characteristic i like about myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Don't know, Not up to me to decide :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Characteristic i hate about myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-SHORT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. For the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-FUCK OFF AND DIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. What do people feel about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I don't read people's mind ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. Your crush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- What a question to ask~ PRIVACY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. Pass this to 10 people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 1.Benson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 2.Cindy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 3.Dexter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 4.Elgin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 5.Justin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 6.Minghui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 7.Nat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 8.Rod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 9.Val&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 10.Vinnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. If 5 &amp;amp; 7 were together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-LOL, They Don't even know each other. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. who does 5 like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. What colour does 9 like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Pink bahhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. Say something about 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Humble :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. Who is 2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My Aiai &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. Talk about 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A very emotional botak who acts like a "Monkey" during his training sliding down poles and holds water guns during his training! Wahaha! He is a FIREMAN! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. Who is 10's best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-How i know? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. Who's the sexiest among all 10?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Myself :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. What colour does 4 like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21. Is 4 single?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Nope, Attached to 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22. Your relationship with 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My Brother :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23. Are 5 &amp;amp; 6 best friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Can like that say bahhs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24. 9's surname?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- LOW (V.L.L.Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25. 7's nickname?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-FEIFEI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26. Say something to 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Hi ROD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;27. Say something to help 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-TRUST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 28. Who do i admire?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-BILL GATES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29. Where does 1 live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Yishun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30. 10 of them know who you like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- No Idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31. Say something to 6 when you see him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-SI MING HUI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32. 10's spouse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-SINGLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-603299664988023916?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/603299664988023916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=603299664988023916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/603299664988023916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/603299664988023916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4269405921175221240</id><published>2008-11-16T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:22:46.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SR8EicmK7MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/efaOEi1PRz8/s1600-h/VAL.000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935078885125314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SR8EicmK7MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/efaOEi1PRz8/s320/VAL.000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to meet dexter today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And took this photo.. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was pretty bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talked and Slacked~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beloved Jie jie and cindy cant make it to meet us today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nehmind~ Next time kkays? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although we met up not long ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you guys are still being missed &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4269405921175221240?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4269405921175221240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4269405921175221240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4269405921175221240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4269405921175221240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/went-to-meet-dexter-today.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SR8EicmK7MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/efaOEi1PRz8/s72-c/VAL.000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-8420489259006812147</id><published>2008-11-15T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:31:40.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SR2n0i-ZeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rHhBwnkttVk/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268551660276906130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SR2n0i-ZeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rHhBwnkttVk/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back home late today,&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec just now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then at there drank some beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was pretty tired and bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went to the toilet and took some photo. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Shirt by beloved jie jie and cindy &lt;3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, I'm going to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nights! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Might be late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But happy birthday girl.&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/7888962368905581647-8420489259006812147?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8420489259006812147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8420489259006812147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8420489259006812147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8420489259006812147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-home-late-today-went-to-suntec.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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/_GTaFa8VzG0E/SR2n0i-ZeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rHhBwnkttVk/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888962368905581647.post-2286414610726181543</id><published>2008-10-28T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:09:15.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't blog for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Was lazy to do so. :X&lt;br /&gt;Just reached home after working.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. Was a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;Working as a waiter at some hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Highly confidential  where I'm working at.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me at msn if u really wants to know.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid manager. Do something wrong then say want to cut our pay.&lt;br /&gt;Lame shit. He didn't teach us what to do also.&lt;br /&gt;Then was working together with this asshole that i don't really likes..&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Dead tired~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2286414610726181543?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2286414610726181543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2286414610726181543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2286414610726181543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2286414610726181543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/didnt-blog-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-1491150988389561138</id><published>2008-10-09T06:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:37:12.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;If you ever think that i'm that kind that will forget easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You are wrong. I've got my own troubles dealing with that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But i still chose the way that it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Maybe i am sick and tired of it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Jealousy, Patience, Trust and Belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Its a fact that i'm not good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Its not that i am dashing your hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;There's nothing good in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;A drop out, Lazy and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Seriously, What did you see in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Maybe i'm being selfish over here cause i wanted things going my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You can choose to hate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;But kindly don't ruin your future because of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;If you can, prove me wrong by scoring well in your Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;There are people beside you that will help you through, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You know who they are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&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/7888962368905581647-1491150988389561138?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1491150988389561138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=1491150988389561138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1491150988389561138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/1491150988389561138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-you-ever-think-that-im-that-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2505147275803240056</id><published>2008-10-08T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:42:26.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although i know this particular hypocrite won't be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll still say things from the bottom of my heart in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time i treated you as a very good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Or should i say, i treated you as my brother.&lt;br /&gt;I've never once given you any excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Even though there might be times people asking me things that i don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll still try my best to do it . Unless its really impossible for me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't say things for the sake of saying.&lt;br /&gt;Even i does, i'll still try to do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have the rights to say that i'm good giving excuses.&lt;br /&gt;I agree that there might be times i made fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;But, if you can't take jokes, jollywell fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;People only know how to think how tired are they, who in the world spared a fucking thought for me?&lt;br /&gt;I do stuffs for the sake of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;People ask me to do something, i just keep my damn mouth shut and do. Its okay if you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i thought. What happen at the end of the day? People treated me as a stupid asshole.&lt;br /&gt;I know who is making use of me and who is not.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty obvious sometimes. But the reason i still keep in touch with them?&lt;br /&gt;This bloody thing called friends.&lt;br /&gt;I treasure friendships. Even though i sometimes think that what if i really get myself in a big trouble. Who will be there and who will not?&lt;br /&gt;But who cares? As long as i did my part in a friendship, I don't have anything to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be feeling guilty and stuff when whoever is in deep shit. I've already done what i could do. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Its not like i gave you my word for something when i won't even bother trying it and giving you some kind of excuse at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Since when i did such things? Lets put my grandma out of the story.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its a fact that i cant do anything bout her. Whenever she wanted to go out, I cant be selfish and ask her to stay at home just for my own sake.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall she is my grandma and she looked after my brother with no conditions.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ever got the chance to see this, i doubt you know that i'm talking bout you.&lt;br /&gt;We onced hanged out together. We onced did stupid things together. I treated you as a brother. After you hanged out with some bastards you changed. I keep my mouth shut. I don't say stuffs that will ruin friendship for you. Cause once upon a time, you were my brother. So if you've got anything so say, don't do it behind my back. Tell me straight at the face. Stop saying things like i am good at giving excuses.&lt;br /&gt;But if any readers read this. And agrees that i'm good at giving excuses, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Since when i have given excuses. And reason. Cause so far from what i see. The only thing that made me unable to do things at times is only my grandma. If i'm ever good at giving excuse, i don't mind to apologise. But at the same time, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that person who sent me that damn sms that makes me so fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault for falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped up from my bed in the middle of the night just to apologise didn't i?&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me that i am using my grandma as an excuse. Its not an excuse. Its a fact.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, i've to fetch my brother to and back from school.&lt;br /&gt;I've to do it because i had a irresponsible mother.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my brother to be a drop out like me too.&lt;br /&gt;I remember you once asking me that now i do so much for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Will he be doing the same things when he grow up?&lt;br /&gt;My answer to that is i don't know and i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall he's my brother to start with.&lt;br /&gt;When he grows up and i didn't do all this stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;And if he fucks up his life, I'll be blamed for not doing all these. And i'll feel guilty too.&lt;br /&gt;But when he grows up and fucks up his life, while i did all these when he was young,&lt;br /&gt;He have no one to blame except for himself isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;I've already did my part as an older brother already.&lt;br /&gt;And if you enjoy giving such racist remarks in that damn sms,&lt;br /&gt;That would really make me regret having you as a friend at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you are an indian, doesn't means that you can make racist remarks.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make any racist remarks at all since you know me. Did i?&lt;br /&gt;I am not a racist to begin with. And I hate people being racist.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want me to do serious stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Did i say NO right in front of your face?&lt;br /&gt;No i didn't .&lt;br /&gt;Did i judge you just because you're from a different race from me?&lt;br /&gt;No i didn't too.&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna meet me late at night and when i am tired, did i rush you saying that i want to go home early just because i am tired?&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut and do what i am suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;If you already say screw it for the friendship, then screw it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I've already did my part in this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;And since you want to make racist remarks,&lt;br /&gt;Then you can continue being a racist.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to have friends being a racist to start with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2505147275803240056?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2505147275803240056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2505147275803240056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2505147275803240056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2505147275803240056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/although-i-know-this-particular.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2951570799918099144</id><published>2008-10-08T05:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T06:03:55.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aunt called me just now..&lt;br /&gt;Begged me to be her model..&lt;br /&gt;For her hair-cut show just because i have long hair..&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to be her guinea pig sounds nicer to me..&lt;br /&gt;But well.. She helped me lots of things afterall.. So i can't really reject her although i don't really want to do it..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna dye my hair to some outstanding colour and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;I bet i gonna get some weird haircut on that damn day..&lt;br /&gt;It's like it's so troublesome..&lt;br /&gt;She told me that we'll first have to get some clothes for the topic of the hairstyle..&lt;br /&gt;Of cause it'll be at her expense.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to go down a few days before the show to get my hair dyed..&lt;br /&gt;She told me the colour would be ash grey.. O.o&lt;br /&gt;What an outstanding colour..&lt;br /&gt;Then on that day itself I'll have to let her cut my hair..&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. Totally sounds like a "Ash Grey" guinea pig to me..&lt;br /&gt;We'll see when that day comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Forget bout me, and move on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not worth all the efforts and troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2951570799918099144?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2951570799918099144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2951570799918099144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2951570799918099144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2951570799918099144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/aunt-called-me-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3727902304865344729</id><published>2008-09-25T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:05:46.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was wondering when i could stop having ichy fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Was always clicking things i shouldn't click anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;It takes 1 hour to know someone,&lt;br /&gt;1 day to Love someone,&lt;br /&gt;and forever to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this so true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called up the damn ite today,&lt;br /&gt;And getting a fucked up reply,&lt;br /&gt;saying that they don't have the damn course anymore.&lt;br /&gt;They asked me to called up another number to ask for the study course.&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up man.&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to leave my particulars and saying that they will call me by 20th oct to take the test first.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;If things doesn't goes well, Guess i've to go back to that damn school and take my Ns..&lt;br /&gt;Then 17 years old still at sec 3..&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;What to do? Consequences of not going to school for this year.&lt;br /&gt;See what replies i'll get at 20th to confirm things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad asked me if i wanna to baptize.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me the pamphlet on the baptize things..&lt;br /&gt;Wanna laugh at the stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;Asking questions like..&lt;br /&gt;"Which church are you from previously"&lt;br /&gt;"Reason of baptizing in our church"&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what are churches thinking nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I believe people who goes to church have the same reason.&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with baptizing in different church?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it the same?&lt;br /&gt;Unless every person that baptize they'll have commission uhhs?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid questions they asked...&lt;br /&gt;But well... Not gonna baptize.. I can't even study for my Ns now.. Wanna ask me go study the bible? Jokes...&lt;br /&gt;Bible won't feed me afterall ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3727902304865344729?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3727902304865344729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3727902304865344729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3727902304865344729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3727902304865344729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-wondering-when-i-could-stop-having.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-166603654800968980</id><published>2008-09-22T03:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T04:14:19.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This post is specially dedicated to cindy &lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although i don't really know whats going on around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I might be clueless to who told you all those stupid stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well, don't worry too much ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What for getting so troubled with people who don't know what is a true beauty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A true beauty is not in the looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the heart. That's the beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a saying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A common one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Do not judge a book by it's cover"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always believed in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cover of the book might not be attractive at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who knows? It might be an interesting book afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The looks of every girl will be in 4 categories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty, Normal, Fat and Ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys tends to see only the looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the end of the day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their character will be in only 2 categories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good or Bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, whats the point if you get a girl who is drop dead gorgeous but fucks up your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of the day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I type so much also no use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be Pretty, Sweet, Cute, Fat, Thin, Tall, Short or Ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important thing is still money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the point in getting into a relationship if you have no money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can Pretty, Sweet, Cute, Fat, Thin, Tall, Short or Ugly gives you food to eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This explains all :D Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh ya. To those who always says that their handsome/pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My defination of pretty is Dawn Yang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My defination of gorgeous is Angelina Jolie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My defination of handsome is Tom Cruise/ Takuya Kimura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think you can outbeat them in looks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then feel free to say you're pretty/handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please kindly do that to shut my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-166603654800968980?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/166603654800968980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=166603654800968980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/166603654800968980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/166603654800968980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-post-is-specially-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5992488907816453490</id><published>2008-09-19T04:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:04:06.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met hazel today,&lt;br /&gt;The last time i saw her was 2years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. She changed alot ya? Which is a good thing.. But at the same time, whenever her boyfriend flicks his finger, she must be there. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe she could actually endure that. If she's the hazel i know 2years ago, If by chance any of her boyfriends flicks their finger and want her to be there, i think she'll most probably ask them to fuck off. :X&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Had been quite sarcastic to her today. Don't know why also... This shouldn't be happening since i didn't see her for a good long 2years. *Poor hazel*&lt;br /&gt;Let me say till In Front Got Nothing To Let People See, still wear so little.. :X&lt;br /&gt;But well, happy for her. At least she quitted drugs and glue sniffing and took up a hairdressing course.. *Claps Claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to krislan for awhile after that.. Talked with Raja. And he told me something so fucking true. "Money don't ever spend on friend. Save them. Cause whenever you need help in money issues, no one will help you. Its the money that you've save that will help you."&lt;br /&gt;A round of applause for this phase. I've already seen a few very very good examples in my life already. Spending tons of money on their friends. When they need fiancial help, none of them came. They won't think that Once Upon A Time, this guy was treating me here and there. They will think that he did that on his own free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had already shown me a few Mr Nice Guy already. In fact, quite alot of them. But well.. None of them are something today. Reason behind it? Friends. Learnt that Friends could be the ones who gives you a bright future, or the ones who screws up your life. Scary isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-5992488907816453490?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5992488907816453490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5992488907816453490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5992488907816453490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5992488907816453490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/met-hazel-today-last-time-i-saw-her-was.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5520663387284058812</id><published>2008-09-18T07:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:25:53.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There's a saying, If there is something that will ever make a guy troubled, it'll be either girls or money. And this is so fucking true. But i am going to take away the girl part. Thought it through already. Lets put it this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There's this very beautiful girl walking past 10 guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All 10 guys are wishing to be with this girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All 10 of them wished at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But it's either 1 of them get to be with this girl or none of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I walked past this 10 dumb boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All of them looked at me as if they saw angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Slowly walk pass and ignores*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not intersted at all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This might not be correct. But its from my point of view. Do correct me if i am wrong. Whenever there's something got to do with LOVE, girls always have the upperhand.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girls out there who saw this. You better Thank God that you are borned a girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boys out there who see this. This doesn't means that you have to curse and swear at God. Blame yourselves for being dumb if this shit is happening in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Girls likes to be pampered, while Guys just need pride. I won't deny that. Pride as in whenever guys go out they tends to  show off their "Girlfriend". I won't say all guys do that. But most of them does that. I remember jie jie friendster profile had something that goes like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Woman have to stay pretty to keep a Man , While Man have to stay rich to keep a Woman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Whoever that made this sentence is a clever ass. I mean, God gave us brains think. As a guy, I will admit. Whenever guys sees a pretty girl, they will be somehow attracted by them. Whenever guys see a friend or a stranger with a very beautiful girlfriend, they will look at them with envy. The Number 1 killer for Men is not Cancer. It's LUST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I put girls in 2 groups in singapore. Its either the Dumplings or the Wanton. I put them in this 2 term describing how they wear their outfits. Group Dumplings is those who wear nicely, but covered everything. Example? cardigans, jeans, T-shirts, shoe. While Group Wanton is those who will wear Very Short Shorts, T-shirts, Slippers. And and and . I notice those who will catch boys eyes are mostly at Group Wanton. Girls don't really have to be pretty to catch a boys eyes afterall ya? Damn.. I wonder if i will fall for that trap. Who knows ? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-5520663387284058812?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5520663387284058812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5520663387284058812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5520663387284058812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5520663387284058812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-saying-if-there-is-something.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-204939089643393347</id><published>2008-09-16T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:43:36.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decided to Blog today, after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Think i've already found my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was a very wrong thing to start back at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm to weak to this damn 4 letter words called LOVE. Rather change it to FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;As in not in the aspect to be weak in it.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there's LOVE, it'll somehow FUCK your life up. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Saw too much examples already. Sick and Tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna remain single. Guess it's the best thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Giving up isn't something very easy to do. But well.. I've decided to do it. For the sake of both parties. No matter what reason it would be, it won't change my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm tired of life also. So many problems going on.&lt;br /&gt;When someone is too good, people tends to make use of you.&lt;br /&gt;When you're not good, people will think that you're stingy and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Heard something useful today. A friend of mine told me there's this famous poet saying.&lt;br /&gt;The world is like a stage. And everyone is just a actor with a mask in it.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning? When you get to know someone, its not the real him/her that you know.&lt;br /&gt;This is so fucking true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This paragraph is specially for my dear friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A real friend is someone who will be there when you needed them.Not be there when you're bored or need accompanyment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A real friend will never be asking for anything in return.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A real friend is someone that will teach you the right way instead of the wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In society, Friends comes in when you have money. I won't say there are no true friends. But 95% of them comes when you have money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In life, Friends comes in when you are entertaining enough. A friend who will have lots of fun to be with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In school, Friends comes in depending on how "Famous" you're at school. If you're "Famous" people will wants to be your friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In gangsterism, Friends comes in when you can gives them the feeling of being protected and so on. To say it short, licking the boots of one another.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In brother-hood/sister-hood, We don't really calls it friends anymore. We called them brothers/sisters. They comes in because of this thing called loyalty. But it doesn't means it might be a good thing. Like i said earlier. People tends to make use of one another. Which Sucks big time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This might be offending to some of you. But among all my friends. They will be definately in one of the list above. Now now.. My dear friends. Which one of the following are you? I feel the one basic thing in friendship is grateful-ness. Its like, i help u in something, and you are grateful that i help you. Thats enough. I won't ask for anything much. I'll be satisfied enough if you are grateful. This is me. I won't ask for anything in return. But you guys seems to take this for granted. If there's one day i changed to a very fucked up person. Blame no one. But yourselves. Those who read this post. Think back. Whenever you call or sms me. What will it be? Whenever you call or sms me, when will it be? Is there a time anyone calls or sms me and show me some concern? This leaves out for C and V. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember there is this saying. "To change to be a better person". Screw this sentence. To be a better person to let people make use? To be a better target to let people take advantage? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been thinking. Am i too stupid or what? To let people make use of. If i wanted to add it up, i can't count how many of them are there using 2 hand. I can sometimes even predict when they calling me or sms-ing me and the reason behind it. If its regarding money, even if i know, i'll still do. I just can't see a friend of mine suffer. Count yourself lucky to be a friend of mine. Don't ever force me to be a fucked up bastard. I will if i am tired of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am just tired.. Very tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-204939089643393347?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/204939089643393347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=204939089643393347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/204939089643393347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/204939089643393347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/decided-to-blog-today-after-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3735439451956380477</id><published>2008-09-04T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:13:17.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things happened this few days uh..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm losing confidence and hope.&lt;br /&gt;Things are going too terribly smooth.&lt;br /&gt;Too smooth till I'm getting scared.&lt;br /&gt;Did you realise? Whenever you sms me, most of the time It'll be either you're bored, something happened or exams are near. Lets not say the first and the last sms of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't deny that we're having sweet times here and there. But well.. This couldn't possibly go on forever ya? Still have to lead with important parts in life. Lets not think bout short run.. Think for the long long road ahead. I am not someone who can gives you things that you wants. Although I know you won't ask for them. Even if things are getting better, how long would that be? 1year? or maybe 2years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be being very harsh now. But i guess i should be. Let me cool down for a few days ya? and I'll see how.. Sorrye for the harsh words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To those who came to my blog and always talked to me for entertainment. If you guys see this.. You guys know who you are. I don't have to list out the names 1 by 1 i guess. Stop msging me when you guys need me. Don't ask me to entertain. I'm not some kind of clown. I am sick and tired of entertaining people. Ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To that particular asshole who spammed at my blog. I hope all of this shit will stop ya? You may continue if you wants to. But if you wish to continue, I'll make sure you face the consequences. Thats all I've to say. Thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To those who helped me. Thanks alot guys. But i guess i won't be myself this few days. Cause of some particular mother fucker who made me like that. But well.. He helped me alot also. Made me able to think. Hope he'll heed my advice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll say this again. Smses won't be entertained this few days. I might be turning off my phone too. But i guess i'll blogging. If you guys have important thing to find me, either leave me a offline msg at msn or tag at my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3735439451956380477?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3735439451956380477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3735439451956380477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3735439451956380477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3735439451956380477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/lots-of-things-happened-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3433762244101042402</id><published>2008-09-03T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:47:09.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haah mel is your name short is your nick fat are your frens childish are the way u all talk and tada 16 year old find me. -.-lll come lor. brothers and sisters? haha im laughing badly. soooo scared . cindy can i ask u something, seriously mention my name if u are SO CONFIDENT about knowing who am i. if seriously u can guess correctly, i shall stop ^^, but i doubt so la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks alot for the criticise dude. Anyway, Get this right. Yes. Mel is my name. Short isn't my nick. Fat aren't my friends. Childish isn't the way we talk. First of all. You don't have a name. By not saying your name, you're either scared of "us" the 16 years old, or you are ashamed that your parents gave you a name which doesn't sounds that nice. Which one is it? You know the answer better then anyone else. You ask us come. You never put name. Come where? You know my name. You know so well that I'm short. Meaning you already saw my friendster profile and so on. So now i should be the one to say to you. You not happy? You come. I at YISHUN wait for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know? Last night, when i going to sleep.. I held on my phone. Hoping to recieve a msg when you go to sleep. But i didn't recieve any. I keep waking up in the middle of the night just to check my phone if i had missed it or not. Hoping to recieve a morning sms also. But well. Nothing came.&lt;br /&gt;SMS you, you never reply. There is a fucker irritating me. Spoiling my mood and spoiling my day. Can you just understand abit? I am just scared to vent it out without knowing it myself. I really don't wish that to happen. I am not going to say anything more already. Go ahead and listen to your friends. Listen to them. It might be better ya? I guess i am beginning to lose hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3433762244101042402?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3433762244101042402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3433762244101042402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3433762244101042402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3433762244101042402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/haah-mel-is-your-name-short-is-your.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5052725758480059394</id><published>2008-09-02T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:36:08.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mel huh, i think this will be ever going, i put u comment u edit and everything, haiz lemme say something for once, just be careful la, haha see u can last for how long. ^^ and arily, no one wans to go your blog la. i thought i said it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To this ignorant bastard. Yes. Mel is the name. Remember it well. You put comment, i corrected you. Since when i edit. Check properly. Advice you, you don't listen. Think before you talk. You don't have to ask me be careful. You not happy, you come. We see who shall be the one to becareful ya? You hide your face behind the computer, still got the cheek ask me becareful? We see who can last longer ok? You also becareful ok? And please remember... Last time i'll be advicing you.. THINK BEFORE YOU TALK.&lt;br /&gt;And i'll say this. You are not scaring me at all by calling me to becareful. Don't make me laugh dude. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-5052725758480059394?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5052725758480059394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5052725758480059394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5052725758480059394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5052725758480059394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/mel-huh-i-think-this-will-be-ever-going.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-9207212017861257060</id><published>2008-09-02T04:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:00:57.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;put your height and i put my name LOL nono and i laugh to death.so now i know the meaning of birds of same feather flock together. BIG TIME. no guts lor, so wat? rather than no brain sia.tall strike by lightning sia. your teacher teach one? or your parents? jialat la u. gain some common knowledge. step on your tail sia. o.Oare u still holding your birthday parties at MacDonald's? Arily, not afraid to go your blog, is i nv notice u sia. kk play with u when free. im kinda busy with work man. sry sry as in full time work not llike part times or ah lian ah beng job. psps. if u understand la i mean. xiiaoben? haha funny name, thats your name on ic huh? change to xiao bian. nicer. bad stabbers sia i read it on this blog. thats something i heard when i was sec 3 like 10 freaking years ago man. kids, grow matured la. haven come out real world work talk so much. Olvl result good?eh arily i saw your blog le, finally get to load finish the page, your english very good, i think if we really sit down and talk i will lose, 1st because the vocab power u having, 2nd, i dont think i can look into your face when u talk. u are even **gly. o.O if u guessed it alot of people muz have said that to u. and arily this name, surely doesnt suits u.okok i shall be graceious and admit im mr coward, but then aint u gonna admit u are miss **gly. and your blog really long to load, i cant get in, and seriously i was thinking, w/o my recent posts,u will have nothing to post? and eeeeee u got bf, still with him sia..... stamp collection is his hobbies?ok i seriously have an affiation for pretty babes, so this is my last time talking to u. ''tada''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yepps.. This post is specially for this sissy. A so called " MAN" who enjoy hiding under skirts.. Well, don't know whose. Maybe some old lady? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Let me this 16 years old boy teach you this "Mature" man ok? Since you think you're mature enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I correct you by every comment you tagged me :D relax.. I'll take my time today. Be honoured. Cause i'll be using my precious time towards worthless people like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.put your height and i put my name LOL nono and i laugh to death.so now i know the meaning of birds of same feather flock together. BIG TIME. no guts lor, so wat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rather than no brain sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you sure if i put my height and you'll put your name? I don't mind you know. Being short is not something i am ashamed about. And please don't make me laugh dude. "birds of same feather flock together"? LOL! You means you and your friends uh? All after work only know how to come people blog to teach people. Teach people also need use brain. Think before you talk. God gave you a brain to think. Use it wisely. Instead of coming here to say all this worthless shits. You and do something more worth it. So... Who is the one having no brains over here. Even you have one. You got brains, but you no guts.. Whats the use? Talk so big behind the computer and hide your face? WOW.. *claps claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.tall strike by lightning sia. your teacher teach one? or your parents? jialat la u. gain some common knowledge. step on your tail sia. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey.. Go home and gain some common sense ok? After you do that, we will go and gain some common knowledge. For what i see, you've got no common sense at all.. Not even a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.are u still holding your birthday parties at MacDonald's? Arily, not afraid to go your blog, is i nv notice u sia. kk play with u when free. im kinda busy with work man. sry sry as in full time work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eh.. Your english also very good.. You so mature, say until you yourself got brain. But you don't know how to speak proper english uh? What kind of lousy english is this.. Your teacher teach you this kind of english uh? I think you have to go back to secondary school to learn your grammar and vocabs. If you still find it too hard, no worries. There's always primary school. There is a saying. It will be never too old to learn things.. So ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.not llike part times or ah lian ah beng job. psps. if u understand la i mean. xiiaoben? haha funny name, thats your name on ic huh? change to xiao bian. nicer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can you kindly define what is your so called ah lian, ah beng jobs? Wow.. How mature and clever for you to think of that uh? You human or cat? God gives you brain to think. Use your own phase please. Instead of copying me. Makes me so not creative. People at least had a better name then you ya.. What ^^. Don't make me laugh. Your IC name is passerby or ^^? You better go check it out ya? Later your surname is Chao. Then name is Useless. So full name + surname + chinese name will be. Chao Ah Gua Useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.bad stabbers sia i read it on this blog. thats something i heard when i was sec 3 like 10 freaking years ago man. kids, grow matured la. haven come out real world work talk so much. Olvl result good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is my blog ya.. I put "I hate back stabbers" is also none of your business. Even i want to put " Hates, Sissy who hides the face behind the computer and hides under skirts" also my business. So.. 10 years ago.. You sec3. Now should be 25-26 years old ya? Somehow.. I really pity you. So old already still don't know how to think.. I say i 16. This year. O lvl results? Do you even have brain to think? Thats why.. Now i advice you.. Think before you talk. You talk already then think, make me got chance to say you. You wants to talk at my blog, make me got nothing to say. Don't tell me all this craps. And.. You come out to real world already? Doesn't seems like that to me uh? Please don't talk till so big in front of me. It won't work. Especially if you don't even dare to say your own name.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.eh arily i saw your blog le, finally get to load finish the page, your english very good, i think if we really sit down and talk i will lose, 1st because the vocab power u having, 2nd, i dont think i can look into your face when u talk. u are even **gly. o.O if u guessed it alot of people muz have said that to u. and arily this name, surely doesnt suits u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thanks for the compliment you gave to my jie jie. And oh ya.. You criticise bout her looks. Hey, first of all. Are you really that handsome? What makes you think that my jie jie see you already she won't puke before you do? For someone who hides his name and face behind the computer, how handsome could he be? Time for you to use some brain cells ya? Maybe name not too nice to hear and face not that good looking? So don't comment bout people until you proves that you are better. thank you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.okok i shall be graceious and admit im mr coward, but then aint u gonna admit u are miss **gly. and your blog really long to load, i cant get in, and seriously i was thinking, w/o my recent posts,u will have nothing to post? and eeeeee u got bf, still with him sia..... stamp collection is his hobbies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOL.. Don't make me laugh dude.. You don't need to be gracious at all.. You are mr coward. And oh ya.. This is the reason why i asked you to go back to secondary school to learn. Gracious is spelled like that. Not Graceious. Did your teacher even have a cert when he/she teaches you?&lt;br /&gt;And so now you think you're a hero uh? Because of your recent post, my jie jie got something to update. *claps claps* A round of applause for you if you think so. You sure likes to stick your nose into other people business. Let me ask you. Do you have a girlfriend? There's nothing wrong with stamps collections. My uncle collects stamp. And he confirm earns more money then you dude. So if you don't have a collection, and you don't earn much and finally you still likes to criticise that much.. Then i've something to tell you.. SHAME ON YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.ok i seriously have an affiation for pretty babes, so this is my last time talking to u. ''tada''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You say till every babe see you will like you. Don't make me puke dude. By saying this, You are being shameless. You think my jie will have interest in cowards uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done will all the points. Hope you could just sit down and think regarding your childish and shameless words. I really hope you could understand what i mean. Cause i really don't know if your teacher had a cert or not. So.. My advice to you will be, When you talk, think first. I guess even a 10 years old kid could understand the meaning behind them. So if you can't, you know better then me whats wrong ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Dear, Sorrye uh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;This fool wanna climb over my head.. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Don't mind my crude words ya? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;ILY &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-9207212017861257060?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9207212017861257060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=9207212017861257060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9207212017861257060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/9207212017861257060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/put-your-height-and-i-put-my-name-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2273467159223663127</id><published>2008-08-31T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:10:23.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Melvin Tang Mai Rong Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2273467159223663127?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2273467159223663127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2273467159223663127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2273467159223663127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2273467159223663127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-melvin-tang-mai-rong-means-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-4600017555672279277</id><published>2008-08-27T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:53:12.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yepps yepps.&lt;br /&gt;So long never post.&lt;br /&gt;Today shall post :D&lt;br /&gt;Reason? Got this Coward Who don't have the guts to say who he was, and only was named at NumberX spammed my x33 Cindy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;NumberX uh... Don't make me laugh ok? Joker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok.. Back to point. This joker is somehow funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Criticize about people.&lt;br /&gt;Get this straight. You got no guts to say who you are,&lt;br /&gt;But you got guts to criticize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you are a guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be a MAN and show your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't be a sissy and hide your face inside your mother's skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you're a girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then by doing this, I can see that you're just a girl without dignity and pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you are too young to understand this, Kor kor me shall give you a simpler phase to understand. You're just making yourself cheap, slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't know you how old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But to confirm one thing, you're just a waste of time, effort and money.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel very sad for your mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you want to know now it had no business with your mother and why i'll bring her to my blog to say, although i don't reallye know if she's already 6 feet below or what, but i don't care. You can say till people's family and so i shall bring your mother here to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You started it. My brother's and Sister's friends are my friends. My brother's and sister's parents are my parents. My brother's and sister's problems are my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dear NumberX,                                                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have no idea if your mother is already 6 feet below sleeping soundly or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you have reallye make me pissed off with you. So even if aunty is sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;soundly 6 feet below, I will be bringing her up 6 feet above to show her how shameful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;her son/daughter is right now. You might be angry to hear what i am saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But do i looks like i care? Dear NumberX. Its not reallye wise to step on other people's tail ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let me correct you from your tag at x3Cindy derh blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Firstly, Why do you need to care what the put at her blog? Your friends will run away? Your problem lah. No one ask them to see also. They got the choice to choose if they want to see it or not. No one use a gun pointing at them forcing them to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Secondly, Cindy is not the pathetic one. You are the pathetic one instead. Get a life dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am sure you don't know how to court girls. You don't understand how a girl think and feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At least she got her dreams. Do you even have one dude? Or you are too pathetic to have one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thirdly, How old are you dude. Seriously, I don't reallye care. But if a 16 years old kid and correct you from all this, don't you think its a shame? I tell you something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What kind of problem will people aged 15-16 will face and the so called YOU won't face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you dislike Cindy's ah lian style, you can Fuck off anytime you wants. You don't have to criticize on it. Not everybody hates her ah lian style ya. If everybody hate it, then she'll have no friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lastly, I reallye hope that you could understand what i mean. I don't reallye care bout what you thinks or feels. Its none of my business. But as i say. I wouldn't have stick my nose into this if you didn't put your words in such a harsh manners. Think before you talk dude. And don't say until you're very mature. You don't sounds mature to me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thats all I've to say. If you're anytime not happy or have any doubts, kindly e-mail or add me at &lt;a href="mailto:thekeyandthelock@hotmail.com"&gt;thekeyandthelock@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And oh ya.. Since i called your mother up from 6feet below just now, she can go back to her sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*kicks her back down 6 feet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since you don't know this word called respect, No one in your family deserves my respect too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By kicking is already very good. I didn't throw. She will have a few more broken bones even though she's already 6 feet below if i had thrown her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-4600017555672279277?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4600017555672279277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=4600017555672279277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4600017555672279277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/4600017555672279277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/yepps-yepps.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-3425323906418333164</id><published>2008-08-21T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:05:51.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slacked, Slacked and Slacked...&lt;br /&gt;Read, Read and Read..&lt;br /&gt;OMG .. Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN TANG actually is reading books...&lt;br /&gt;Cant't reallye believe it also...&lt;br /&gt;When i compeleted reading that book,&lt;br /&gt;That was the 2nd book i've finish reading in my life.&lt;br /&gt;The first one was Star Was.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Indeed things are getting better. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Let it get better instead of going worst ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I know... You likes pervert... Just that you're denying it.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;You already fell in love with a pervert already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Will be eating you anytime :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Blehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-3425323906418333164?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3425323906418333164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=3425323906418333164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3425323906418333164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/3425323906418333164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/slacked-slacked-and-slacked.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2000093015485621033</id><published>2008-08-20T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T05:22:54.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was quite a day today.&lt;br /&gt;Read the book "Heaven Is So Real!"&lt;br /&gt;Haven't finish it though.&lt;br /&gt;Can't reallye read it during afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of flashbacks.&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;Can't reallye find the courage to face it at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I've not liked someone that deep,&lt;br /&gt;I won't have that kind of negative feelings at all.&lt;br /&gt;You can't just say that the trust is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Its the same like you.&lt;br /&gt;If i didn't like someone,&lt;br /&gt;Whoever she go out with , i won't care.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever she do, i won't care.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she smses me, i reply when i feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime will be wrong is i don't get those kind of negative feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it over..&lt;br /&gt;If i once never place enough trust,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you sms someone, i'll ask you. Who you sms just now?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, i'll expect you to tell me in details.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you go out with, i'll ask who you go out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i ever never placed enough belief,&lt;br /&gt;Then it will happen long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I know things beforehand already.&lt;br /&gt;Same class, same school etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Why must wait till that day then will suddenly get that kind of feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that its not i am falling.&lt;br /&gt;I am somehow angry.&lt;br /&gt;Angry bout why in the world would that cause back that gap?&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hated that damn gap.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that gap was once caused by this damn thing called trust too uh?&lt;br /&gt;I reallye don't want to talk bout the past anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So from today onwards,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;I know it won't be immediately.&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be definately gone slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my words for that.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the gap,&lt;br /&gt;To me, there's no gap now. But mis-understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you to change anything.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you realise this r/s is much more sweeter then the past?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. I reallye enjoyed it alot.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you sent a sms,&lt;br /&gt;I was so eager to read it.&lt;br /&gt;So eager to see your sweettalks,&lt;br /&gt;So eager to see the 8 letters you'll say to me frequently,&lt;br /&gt;So eager to tell you to rest earlye. Take care of health&lt;br /&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you wanted to meet up,&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Standing retarded-ly infront of my wardrobe choosing which outfit should i wear.&lt;br /&gt;After bathing will stand in front of the mirror if i looks good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Go out earlye in case i'll be late and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you tell me something happened in school and so on,&lt;br /&gt;I will be so worried,&lt;br /&gt;Worried till the point of time that i could fly down immediately to see you.&lt;br /&gt;Worried that you'll be thinking bout lots of stuffs all day.&lt;br /&gt;Worried that things might happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Darling. I can be retarded or stupid for you.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be just YOU. I swear that there's no or there'll be no 2nd girl that i'll do this for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who asked me before.&lt;br /&gt;Why will i like back my ex?&lt;br /&gt;How in the world i know?&lt;br /&gt;The feeling just came back like the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Comes whenever it wanted.&lt;br /&gt;And once it comes,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be hard to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever think that me loving you will make me stressed,&lt;br /&gt;you're wrong. I am not stressed in loving you at all.&lt;br /&gt;I am only stressed when there are obsticles.&lt;br /&gt;But you tell me. In life, where can you find friendship/relationship&lt;br /&gt;without obsticles?&lt;br /&gt;There will be obsticles.&lt;br /&gt;But i know it very well myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the courage to face it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say. Afraid to put it in words that'll hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;Guess these words will hurt you lots too.&lt;br /&gt;Its not i don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;When i know it'll hurt you and i still going to post it,&lt;br /&gt;You think my heart not pain?&lt;br /&gt;Its like needles pricking it.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow i still have to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think because of this incident will make my love for you stop suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;you're wrong too.&lt;br /&gt;If you think that i gave up. Its wrong too.&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I did think of giving up. Somehow, i am sick and tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;But if "someone" sitting among the clouds is giving me challenges,&lt;br /&gt;you think i'll just sit down and laugh and say. "Haha, challenge uh? I don't want to do anything bout it. I give up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.. I reallye wanted to Slap myself.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I always help people during relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to my own, i became a tortise. Hid my head inside the shell hoping someone will&lt;br /&gt;come knocking my shell and advice me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;At least.. Advice me in the way i expected.&lt;br /&gt;But end of the day, Who come?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll have to stop sticking my nose into other people's business.&lt;br /&gt;Settle my own first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 20/08/2008&lt;br /&gt;20th brings lots of memories back for me.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, sweet ones.&lt;br /&gt;You remember how much fun we had the last time?&lt;br /&gt;We spent the 1st month at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;I reallye missed that kind of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;There are basically no worries bout anything.&lt;br /&gt;Studies or Friends.&lt;br /&gt;The mindset was just having fun and enjoy the time we had tgt.&lt;br /&gt;The last time we met before we broke up is at my school's church.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet too. The songs, The glowing lights and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we broke up and we met up the first time during my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;You bought me a cake SO big that was so unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;At least... For 2 to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun on that day too.&lt;br /&gt;Can't finish the cake and gave it to the SBS uncles and so on.&lt;br /&gt;The last time we met till now is outside your school.&lt;br /&gt;Went to GCW to accompany you to study.&lt;br /&gt;Talked bout the olympians, jonathan something, the little girl and the prata on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the shop n save to buy bread.&lt;br /&gt;The way you hugged me from behind,&lt;br /&gt;I just possibly forget the feeling..&lt;br /&gt;The warmth in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we went out,&lt;br /&gt;Its kept within my heart.&lt;br /&gt;So you think for me to give up is easy uh?&lt;br /&gt;In fact. Do you think i'll give up although i think so?&lt;br /&gt;While having flashbacks now..&lt;br /&gt;I reallye wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I just missed the fun, enjoyment and feelings we had back then.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i met you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll forget bout the stuffs i had in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i am not feeling very happy, You somehow will manage to change my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;When i met you, the first thing i always had been waiting to see was your smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you leaves, I will be thinking. Did you had fun today?&lt;br /&gt;How to make next time better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't give up on this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i can, i can't forget. So whats the point on giving up?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted things to be back like we had before.&lt;br /&gt;Not having things we had before, with a gap over there.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to know how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the reason why i'll say and do all this.&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I am too harsh on the last sms i sent.&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you to reply every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my phone every 10 mins hoping a sms back from you.&lt;br /&gt;Even till now.&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if you'll sms me when you wakes up like the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;Since you didn't sms me when you went to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;When you sms me. What should i reply?&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid to hurt you once again.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things have been happening this few days.&lt;br /&gt;But can i be self-fish to ask you to bear with it ?&lt;br /&gt;Reallye want to settle this problem real soon.&lt;br /&gt;But well..&lt;br /&gt;Melvin still loves you ya?&lt;br /&gt;We are both trying to save it. But somehow whenever we talked bout it in sms, it'll just crash.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrye darling.. for making you cry in public yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But i hope you'll try to understand how i feel also..&lt;br /&gt;Going off to sleep now.. Didn't sleep whole night cause i can't get to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Won't be sms-ing you. Its 5.19am now. got to go school later. don't wanna disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;Melvin will be waiting for your morning sms as usual.&lt;br /&gt;No worries bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Nights darling. Alot have been happening this few days. But we'll pull through derh ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I'll trust you lerhs. And i trust and belief whole heartedly we'll pull through this. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;I love you sweetie. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2000093015485621033?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2000093015485621033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2000093015485621033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2000093015485621033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2000093015485621033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/was-quite-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8239382535505921479</id><published>2008-08-17T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:54:12.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally reached home.&lt;br /&gt;So tired .. &lt;strong&gt;Mentally and Physically&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cause just now was talking to jon..&lt;br /&gt;Talk bout lots and lots of things..&lt;br /&gt;Regarding &lt;strong&gt;Love and Life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reallye don't know if i should say this in blog or not.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I know it might cause some mis-understanding over here.&lt;br /&gt;But i still decided to post it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon's Love life is pratically good :D&lt;br /&gt;He is just one lucky guy . I swear.. No one could be more lucky then him if it comes to love.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, was jealous of him. Doesn't seems like me uh.. To actually jealous of someone cause of this thing called&lt;strong&gt; LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his life towards career is totally sucks.. Feel reallye sad for him..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to put myself in his shoe. If i was him, i reallye don't know what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. I might even come to the step of ending my life.. Imagine how sucks it is.&lt;br /&gt;But well.. If there is a chance for Jon to see this.&lt;br /&gt;JON! Melvin respects you. :D&lt;br /&gt;He's reallye a very good friend to start with :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout my own..&lt;br /&gt;I guess i might be just too sensitive though..&lt;br /&gt;She went out to study with this "particular" him today.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, was a little jealous bout it. don't know why also.&lt;br /&gt;Just feelings.. Can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;Its like.. So many friends.. But why him?&lt;br /&gt;After thinking. Well.. It should be as a position of a good friend bah.&lt;br /&gt;So.. Didn't go think much bout it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall.. I trust her.&lt;br /&gt;Towards this thing called love, i've learned that if someone reallye loves you,&lt;br /&gt;going out with whoever doesn't have any problem.&lt;br /&gt;Cause if it have problems, the love is just not deep enough.&lt;br /&gt;And its meaningless to keep it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So to say it in a easier way,&lt;br /&gt;Whats yours will be yours. If its not yours, whatever you do, it's still not going to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;And i found out something..&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy Kills.. It reallye kills.&lt;br /&gt;So Melvin is going to remove this word called Jealousy in his dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Don't know if i can.. But i shall try.&lt;br /&gt;And i am going to highlight this word called&lt;strong&gt; trust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know if this post will lead to any mis-understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I reallye hope it won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Although i know the risk in it and decided to say it in blog is because i want you to know how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want to lie to myself regarding sensitive things like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know? Dexter asked me what i feel when you going to library to study with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought for awhile.. And i told him i was feeling abit jealous. Then he say.. Abit jealous only uh? Then i was thinking. I don't know why. I can't control the jealous part. But i know. You trusted me so you told me yourself that you're going to study with him. I believe you trusted me to have no negative feelings ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then when you woke up, you told me you fell sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime you told me you fall sick, i'll be very worried, sad and disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Worried because u fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;Sad is not beacause you didn't take care of yourself. Sad is because i can't be there to look after you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And of cause. Disappoiontment in myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hope you won't have any mis-understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And lastly.. I wanted to say sorrye.. I just can't control myself to have all this negative thoughts earlier on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But well. The love from me to you will not have any affections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In fact. I believe it'll be deeper.&lt;br /&gt;If i ever do or say anything wrong, you must must must tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause Melvin wants to change to be a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want to do things that are wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tell me so i could change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Darling.. I believe you're the only one that could change me now ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7888962368905581647-8239382535505921479?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8239382535505921479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8239382535505921479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8239382535505921479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8239382535505921479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-964997430172965545</id><published>2008-08-14T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:30:52.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;Sick lehhs.. Sianns... T.T&lt;br /&gt;Cough lehs~ hah. but got people sweettalk lehs~&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone today finish oral liiaos~ was super happy ouh..&lt;br /&gt;past few days that someone was like... zibi ..&lt;br /&gt;Practicing oral alone at home. hahas.. like very weird luhh..&lt;br /&gt;Talking to ownself at home.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;dont say talk to ownself lah.. sounds very bad.. talk to the wall..&lt;br /&gt;PS. Now is Hungry ghost festival ouh.. you dont know who is beside listening..&lt;br /&gt;maybe is a Ahem.. de invigilator.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. blog dao zhe yang :D same same . lazy type :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin~ signing off :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm.. You still haven't tell me .. if melvin could be compared to something,&lt;br /&gt;what would the something be? :D&lt;br /&gt;just finish oral.. let you use some brain cells. *evil smile*&lt;br /&gt;if i can choose.. i reallye wants to be your bolster.. :X&lt;br /&gt;melvin is so jealous of your bolster now &gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. jealous with a non-living thing xD&lt;br /&gt;but it has every reason to make me jealous :D&lt;br /&gt;huggies~ :D loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-964997430172965545?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/964997430172965545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=964997430172965545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/964997430172965545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/964997430172965545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-sick-lehhs_14.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8528284632868935580</id><published>2008-08-13T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:10:36.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah!&lt;br /&gt;At dexter's house now :D&lt;br /&gt;He's sleeping now ^^&lt;br /&gt;Just now before meet him,&lt;br /&gt;He said sometime that sounds very very wrong..&lt;br /&gt;He say, when i reach his house, he will give me a good ride..&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so wrong lah!&lt;br /&gt;Then he tio tekan!&lt;br /&gt;I had the longest and the most expensive cab ride in my life today,&lt;br /&gt;2hours inside the cab and the fair was $81&lt;br /&gt;So so so expensive :D&lt;br /&gt;was smsing darling inside the cab :D&lt;br /&gt;She's just so sweet as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Well, sweet enough to make me love her more :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas hao barhs.. lazy type liiaos.. tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-8528284632868935580?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8528284632868935580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8528284632868935580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8528284632868935580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8528284632868935580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/hah-at-dexters-house-now-d-hes-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-2878346651892628553</id><published>2008-08-12T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:36:52.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Today was a tiring and fun day :D&lt;br /&gt;Stomache so pain, was like laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of this lil girl :X&lt;br /&gt;So cute, was praising her. (So called praising)&lt;br /&gt;Then after praising her, all i get was something not very good :X&lt;br /&gt;Then was saying that Jonathan Hortan was my student. I teached him how to turn :X&lt;br /&gt;(some kind of USA olympic guy) LOL&lt;br /&gt;Ops. Someone didnt score well for chinese wor. :D&lt;br /&gt;No worrys okays? Study harder for the retest ^^&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt ask for high scores. I wouldnt be disappointed in what grade u take.&lt;br /&gt;As long as u give ur best shot , it would be enough :D&lt;br /&gt;Melvin have eyes to see how hardworking are u&lt;br /&gt;But please do not work too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Find some time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Melvin is scared that u'll break down.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, darling &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you know you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Within my heart, you're already my girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But statues wise, you are not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But well, who cares bout that? Don't you agree with me darling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And oh ya oh ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't cry anymore ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Melvin doesn't wants his darling to shed tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not even one. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When you're with Melvin, only smiles and laughter are allows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tears and anger are banned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Promise me not to cry anymore,&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, i promise u that i'll love you :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ILY &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-2878346651892628553?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2878346651892628553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=2878346651892628553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2878346651892628553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/2878346651892628553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/hah-today-was-tiring-and-fun-day-d.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-5906650187319763827</id><published>2008-08-11T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:02:33.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally had the strength to turn on the computer. And blog. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Had been sleeping since yesterday. Had a tiring and fun day during national day :D&lt;br /&gt;I had my x33 jie jie, dexter , nat, wayne and HER tgt with me this national day.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. although its not my birthday .. But who cares? We are all there to see the fireworks :D&lt;br /&gt;After the fireworks went to see money not enough 2. was a very funny movie. and oh ya oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;Dex dex ouh~ did u notice that your eyes were so super red and swollen? :X&lt;br /&gt;So emotional.. :X&lt;br /&gt;After the movie , dexter went home first.. so left with me, HER , jie jie and wayne.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mac to slack. hahas. was talking bout lots and lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;But time is like.. taking its own sweet time..&lt;br /&gt;We talked bout house, ghost, car, human torch, word that start from S and end with X.( wayne is very excited bout it.) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to type what happen next .&lt;br /&gt;Lets jump to summary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin is very tired that morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to "someone's" shoulder, that had let melvin felt that warmth.&lt;br /&gt;warmth that cant be described.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone said my head is light. cause got nothing in it.&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty true. If there is something in it, that would be YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had breakfast. then went to void deck to slack for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;After that jiu go home liiaos. took cab back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If u ever wanted me to describe how it feels to lie on your shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It would be feelings that can't be describe. The only thing that covers the whole thing is warmth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-5906650187319763827?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5906650187319763827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=5906650187319763827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5906650187319763827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/5906650187319763827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-had-strength-to-turn-on.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-7779952556214099952</id><published>2008-08-07T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:40:26.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yepps,&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to blog at morning when i reach home derh.&lt;br /&gt;Which is at around 3am... o.O&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to jon bout lots and lots of things..&lt;br /&gt;We was like talking bout his "$" life, his "love" life and my&lt;br /&gt;"love" life :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went to 7-11..&lt;br /&gt;STUPID JON! tmd.. ask me help him buy FHM and maxim..&lt;br /&gt;say he paiiseh. x.x&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know jon will paiisehh derhhs.. :X "Lim Pei Jon Leh"&lt;br /&gt;He likes to say that :D&lt;br /&gt;PS, I am super super jealous of him.. Reason? It shall be kept a secret :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. For those who visit my blog ,&lt;br /&gt;I have a very good deal :D&lt;br /&gt;A lan shop i know was selling away the comps over there,&lt;br /&gt;The specs are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTEL PROCESSOR&lt;br /&gt;17" LCD Monitors&lt;br /&gt;2 GB DDR Dual Channel RAM&lt;br /&gt;120GB / 160GB SATA II Hard Drive&lt;br /&gt;GeForce PCI-Express 7600GT DDR3&lt;br /&gt;Optical Mouse (changing to your personal mouse are allowed&lt;br /&gt;Multimedia Internet Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for jus $900 :D cheap?&lt;br /&gt;give me a sms if u wan ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888962368905581647-7779952556214099952?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7779952556214099952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=7779952556214099952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7779952556214099952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/7779952556214099952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/yepps-actually-wanted-to-blog-at.html' title=''/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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-7888962368905581647.post-8602794582946260621</id><published>2008-08-06T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:17:11.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post, Blog offically up :D</title><content type='html'>Yeppies! Blog is finally up :D&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of things happened today,&lt;br /&gt;Good , bad and good-bad things :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the good-bad things :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to darling's school at 3.45 :D&lt;br /&gt;Meeting her was a good thing. But someone isn't in a good mood ouh~&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know what happened also. She didn't want to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;But well. Its okay barhhs. She must have her reason :D&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied her to walked home :X&lt;br /&gt;Then was talking bout this.. "Outstanding School" she asked me to go and study at.&lt;br /&gt;Which I won't. Its way too "Outstanding" for melvin :D&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say, melvin is way too "Outstanding" for that school. Blehx&lt;br /&gt;Then slacked at the seats right opposite her blk while waiting for her x33&lt;br /&gt;tution teacher to come :D&lt;br /&gt;Hate her tution teacher! rawrhs! Made my darling let me go home alone :X&lt;br /&gt;But well. If it could make her happy, even for just abit, it'll be a trip worthed it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things shall be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke aii de Joyce mei mei smsed me today :D&lt;br /&gt;Someone learned how to twiit word lerh wor~&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me have the urge to twiit..&lt;br /&gt;Blehx. This silly sOtOnq mei mei Of mine :D&lt;br /&gt;First sms Of the dae tO this kOr kOr callinq him darlinq and givinq him a mOrninq kiss :D&lt;br /&gt;And Oh yarhhs.. She called me darlinq silly sOtOng kOr kOr just because she is my&lt;br /&gt;silly sOtOng mei mei wOr. :D&lt;br /&gt;How sweet this mei of mine cOuld be sOmetimes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally , the bad thing.. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing aii derh mei mei xuan sms me telling me she broke up with her boyfriend liiaos..&lt;br /&gt;And i asked her to tell her bf to Fuck off and die. lols.&lt;br /&gt;I know. It might sounds ridiculous. But well, after hearing what mei told me,&lt;br /&gt;its a 70% that her bf just treated her as a substitute of his ex.&lt;br /&gt;By saying that he had loved you before doesn't proves anything.&lt;br /&gt;To my point of view, from what u told me, why does he have to give up both?&lt;br /&gt;Since u say liiaos. Is his ex come back and snatch. If he really have no more feelings for&lt;br /&gt;his ex , then do you think that he have give up anything? And what makes you so sure that&lt;br /&gt;is his ex come back and snatch? If he really likes you, even if his ex come back and snatch,&lt;br /&gt;do you think his heart will get kidnap by his ex so easily? If his ex just say a few words and&lt;br /&gt;do a few things. And that can makes him saying break-up, all i can say is his heart is&lt;br /&gt;still not with you. His heart is still lying around somewhere with someone .&lt;br /&gt;So.. My final advice will be still the same . :D&lt;br /&gt;Ask that God Damn Fucker to Fuck Off And Die !&lt;br /&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-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To HER ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;             You know? It reallye scares me when u say u in a bad mood in the morning. Although i am curious about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what thing can makes u so... LOW. but well. i just wants you to know that if u ever needs me. I will definately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;try my very best to be there with you. If you ever have no shoulders to lie on, my shoulders will be always there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And oh ya.. 1000x sorrye that i am not able to reply your msgs.. My phone went out of batt.. T.T Gomenasai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, i'll be looking forward to national day :D I want my VIP massage service ^^ since i only got abit today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And getting bullied throughout the whole trip :X     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                             Deep down within my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                     i just wants to tell you that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                  &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love 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/7888962368905581647-8602794582946260621?l=myx3lilworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8602794582946260621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888962368905581647&amp;postID=8602794582946260621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8602794582946260621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888962368905581647/posts/default/8602794582946260621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myx3lilworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-post-blog-offically-up-d.html' title='1st Post, Blog offically up :D'/><author><name>the-forgotten-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17912520612910039034</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>
