<?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-32518803</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:47:28.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COME WHAT MAY [:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-116482290772851948</id><published>2006-11-30T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:55:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhh noo.&lt;br /&gt;i needa blog !&lt;br /&gt;but i have no time.&lt;br /&gt;gotta rush my christmas gift for w.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week or so have been a whole lot of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;video ezy-ing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cam-whoring. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slacking. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aye, i'll blog when i have the time ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116482290772851948?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116482290772851948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116482290772851948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116482290772851948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116482290772851948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/ohhh-noo.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116448182917049797</id><published>2006-11-26T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T03:10:29.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;i need to blog.. like soon.&lt;br /&gt;past few days have been great [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant blog now cos i have the christmas present to do.&lt;br /&gt;365 boxes, 365 quotes :/&lt;br /&gt;no time to waste !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my grandma ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss her being around,&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;  i miss &lt;em&gt;my boy&lt;/em&gt; so much !&lt;br /&gt;@!#*%$^&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116448182917049797?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116448182917049797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116448182917049797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116448182917049797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116448182917049797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-i-need-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-116431319305396486</id><published>2006-11-24T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T04:29:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 340am.&lt;br /&gt;and im like really bored D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i'll be heading to town tomorrow with ngiam at like 10am,&lt;br /&gt;but im still not sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;@#$%!&amp;amp;^&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep,&lt;br /&gt;im not tired at all ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boo to that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yay to shopping tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;shopping with ngiam is shiok.&lt;br /&gt;that pig better wake up :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; w* will be meeting us after his show with his friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; alex for supper.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, this guy is one bloooody piggg.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to w about the past.&lt;br /&gt;about how he use to see me running around when i was just sec 1,&lt;br /&gt;how he use to see me in the clubhouse with ngiam,&lt;br /&gt;how he use to feel like pedophile!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt really good :D&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it,&lt;br /&gt;i love l&lt;em&gt;ove&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;him so much! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;christmas wishlist?&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i want for christmas is youuu [: foreverrrr, can? [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my friends to be there even after they leave bv.&lt;br /&gt;well, THEY LEFT ALR ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; maybe a shopping spree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty pls?&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116431319305396486?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116431319305396486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116431319305396486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116431319305396486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116431319305396486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-its-340am.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116413220936920306</id><published>2006-11-22T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:04:26.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;need to blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was vivo along with w*.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch the 620 show for The Grudge,&lt;br /&gt;but we were stuck in the carpark for like half and hour,&lt;br /&gt;so we gave the show a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to wait for amanda for her show to finish at 11,&lt;br /&gt;so w* and i made our way down to sentosa! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we spent like 2 hours there.&lt;br /&gt;quite dumb,&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked amanda up before we headed down to town to pick up alex.&lt;br /&gt;waited for my bro at w's house till 1am before we headed down to changi!&lt;br /&gt;bapok hunting, nasi lemak, and of cos, OCH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we were pretty lucky to have met some people there.&lt;br /&gt;and it was actually pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;too bad we got caught in the end when we were about to cross the linkway !&lt;br /&gt;well, fated i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was..&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was spent at town with amanda, marr and jiahui.&lt;br /&gt;funny xmas tree thingy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and that dumb book !&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was spent watching ghost game at w's place.&lt;br /&gt;that show is freakyyyyyyy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night was spent coffee-ing with w*, my bro, amanda and nanda !&lt;br /&gt;after coffee we headed down to geylang for frog leg porridge and tau huey !&lt;br /&gt;yum yum !&lt;br /&gt;fattening i know :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanyu beef !&lt;br /&gt;it was part of our dinner at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;super yummy ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_31721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on cruise.&lt;br /&gt;at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_31961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_31771.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i need you in this heart of mine [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116413220936920306?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116413220936920306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116413220936920306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116413220936920306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116413220936920306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116394905984033300</id><published>2006-11-19T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:10:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;I.AM.SO.VERY.PISSED.WITH.MYSELF.NOW.&lt;br /&gt;BECOS I JUST DESTROYED MY PERFECT CHRISTMAS GIFT FOR W*&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST KEPT TEARING THE PAGES BECOS IT WASNT WHAT I WANTED.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; IN THE END WHEN I COUNTED THE PAGES THAT WE LEFT,&lt;br /&gt;SHIT,&lt;br /&gt;NOT ENOUGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA LAUUU @#*&amp;^%$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW,&lt;br /&gt;IM REALLY ANGRY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the fact that if i buy another book = 27 bucks more.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS,&lt;br /&gt;im not even sure what colours will look nice !&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF IT TURNS OUT UGLY AGIN?!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHITT,&lt;br /&gt;IM SO ANGRY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT EVEN FEEL LIKE BLOGGING WHAT WE DID.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT,&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BLOG TMR !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116394905984033300?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116394905984033300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116394905984033300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116394905984033300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116394905984033300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116361155990231714</id><published>2006-11-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T01:26:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent my afternoon today over at w*'s place with alex.&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon !&lt;br /&gt;3 movies only though:/&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;butterfly effect 2. forbidden siren &amp; red eye.&lt;br /&gt;forbidden siren is dumb !&lt;br /&gt;but it's kinda scary though :/&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to play uno stacko and uno madness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uno madness is damn freaking fun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;very exciting !&lt;br /&gt;both of them are damn gay.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, they kept screaming.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i swear it was damn hilarious !&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my night was spent baking cookies with w* ! :D&lt;br /&gt;the cookies are really quite yummy !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;our heart shape cookie thingy turned out fine too,&lt;br /&gt;but really retarded though [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks damn retarded ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks so cute right! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love it when his hair is FLAT :D&lt;br /&gt;-pinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bliss [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collage-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; THIS BOY SO MUCH [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116361155990231714?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116361155990231714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116361155990231714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116361155990231714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116361155990231714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-so-i-spent-my-afternoon-today.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116352290828971219</id><published>2006-11-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:48:28.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i  just had mac :D&lt;br /&gt;fattening ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i guess i wont be sleeping early tonight,&lt;br /&gt;eating + sleeping straight after =  more fats :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well,&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling a mixture of emotions today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't eactly know why i'm feeling that though ):&lt;br /&gt;w* seems to be little out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;not that he did anything,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i just feel that way ?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i just fear.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but baby, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And even if the sun refused to shine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You would still have my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until the end of time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re all I need, my love, my Valentine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;dont break my heart ok?&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just need assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i hate thinking so much !&lt;br /&gt;what to do,&lt;br /&gt;im bored and im a girl :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116352290828971219?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-116348603316391069</id><published>2006-11-14T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:33:59.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collage-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all the love in the world [: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116348603316391069?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116348603316391069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee, i'll be stuck at home the whole day today):&lt;br /&gt;william's in school till 6 ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, nvm,&lt;br /&gt;that gives me time to blog :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saturday was spent at marina square with william.&lt;br /&gt;we only left our house at 4plus cos the rain didn't wanna stop !&lt;br /&gt;so we gave up and went out despite the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;final call&lt;/strong&gt; was a pretty good show.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they just had to have a love story in it.&lt;br /&gt;didn't made much sense though.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it felt really weird going out with him as his gf :/&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me whyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was equally good.&lt;br /&gt;spent the afternoon at his place rotting and fighting with his &lt;em&gt;cats&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; stitch is still with him :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his sister's bf gave us a lift down to suntec where we walked her to her work place at B&amp;amp;J and we headed off to wisma to meet my mum and her side of the family for dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing a tee, berms and slippers,&lt;br /&gt;while i was wearing spag and shorts and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;it's like as if we were going to the beach !&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird walking around town in that.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't really cared :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bak ku teh was yummy :D&lt;br /&gt;my little cousin loves me,&lt;br /&gt;i swear :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i love her to bits !&lt;br /&gt;but i love&lt;em&gt; him&lt;/em&gt; more ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tmr i'll be heading down to pp to meet amanda in the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;wheeee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;byeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's him outside my window !&lt;br /&gt;if you actually know what i'm talking about :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="490" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collagecopy-1.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sunflower from my pretty boy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god sent me and angel from the heaven above [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116339883547042319?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-116322618097090565</id><published>2006-11-11T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T14:23:00.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;magical [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything felt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shooting star,&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's all god's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;details?&lt;br /&gt;ask me.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i'll tell you ;]&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 11 06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116322618097090565?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116322618097090565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116322618097090565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116322618097090565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116322618097090565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/magical-everything-felt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116315147878883511</id><published>2006-11-10T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T17:37:58.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really can't exactly explain how i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is that i feel so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sour&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; i mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what's gonna happen later.&lt;br /&gt;what you're gonna do,&lt;br /&gt;what you're gonna say,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what's your decision&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm scared..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god,&lt;br /&gt;please help me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really scared now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is for you..&lt;br /&gt;not that you'll see it,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe,&lt;br /&gt;someday you will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;piggy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i really don't know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;im scared of the things that you're scared of too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm afraid of losing you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;but we've gotta believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;we've gotta trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i don't want it to seem like you've been forced to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;it's not that i even mind waiting for you for 7 whole years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;but it's just that if i hadn't talk about this problem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;would you even have thought about it ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;maybe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;maybe not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm so sick of having to explain to people why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm so sick of wondering too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;why so you wanna hide it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im exhausted, i really am.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i dont feel secured at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i do believe that your love for me is real, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&amp; please believe that my love for you is too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;but we've gotta make a decision now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;cos i know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;things are so wrong right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm sorry i made you feel bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm sorry for bringing this up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;but i'm really exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;you mean too much to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;that's why i need ur assurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i'll be your crying shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i'll be love's suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;whatever happens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;whatever your final decision is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;even if it means leaving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;2013 [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i just want you to know that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;even time itself changes, but it's the heart that stays the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;i love you too piggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116315147878883511?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116315147878883511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116315147878883511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116315147878883511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116315147878883511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-really-cant-exactly-explain-how-im.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116309488657321037</id><published>2006-11-10T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:54:46.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9th november 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i made you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no choice,&lt;br /&gt;i cannot take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116309488657321037?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116309488657321037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116309488657321037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116309488657321037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116309488657321037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/9th-november-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116291195009887050</id><published>2006-11-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:08:17.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school today !&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met w* in the afternoon for a walk at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;we walked from pp allthe way back home via the beach.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;he kept making a fool outta himself.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i shall let pictures do the talking !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="420" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG043.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* gave me these !&lt;br /&gt;so sweeeeet ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="288" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG046.jpg" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="231" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG047.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 351px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="455" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG048.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 256px" height="356" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG044.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't live,&lt;br /&gt;if living was without you [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been four months of &lt;em&gt;seeing-you-almost-every-single-day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i still can't get enough of you ! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116291195009887050?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116291195009887050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116291195009887050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116291195009887050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116291195009887050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116282780462534821</id><published>2006-11-06T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:43:24.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w* saved the day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he killed a cockroach just now! ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116282780462534821?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116282780462534821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116282780462534821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116282780462534821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116282780462534821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/w-saved-day-he-killed-cockroach-just.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116257324481041952</id><published>2006-11-04T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:09:00.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was yet another enjoyable day [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met w* and alex at city hallat about 2pm,&lt;br /&gt;where we headed over to vivo city for some GV loving.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided on Death Note which was at 6:10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 355px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="325" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG022.jpg" width="459" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy here is a pig.&lt;br /&gt;a true pig.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 355px; HEIGHT: 253px" height="364" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG025-1.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid.&lt;br /&gt;but, i likee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="443" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG026.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a proper shot [:&lt;br /&gt;i look a little spastic tho :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="405" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG029.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sticky bubble from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG030.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda joined us after that for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;luckily the ticket next to our seats was still avaliable.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie was good.&lt;br /&gt;but the cinema was blooooody cold !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i think "L" is so bloooody cutee !&lt;br /&gt;i like i like ! :D&lt;br /&gt;his real name is Ken'ichi Matsuyama!&lt;br /&gt;so cute so cute ! :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;my new love !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but w* is still my number 1! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met w*'s dad for dinner after that.&lt;br /&gt;jap food again :D&lt;br /&gt;everytime when im out with the two gays,&lt;br /&gt;it's always jap food.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we dropped amanda back at her place before we headed back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; alex decides to eat ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;haagen dasz!&lt;br /&gt;crazy pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w*'s sister and her bf came too.&lt;br /&gt;and we all kept making fun of the grudge.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, later karma uh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;but i swear it was damn spastic when we were at haagen dasz.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;alex and his les eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="480" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG033.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* &amp; i shared this.&lt;br /&gt;yummy [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="442" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG035.jpg" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* bought this for me.&lt;br /&gt;damn cuteee ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="383" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG040.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this the other day at w*'s place :D&lt;br /&gt;the stitch he adopted from my place.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116257324481041952?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116257324481041952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116257324481041952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116257324481041952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116257324481041952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-yet-another-enjoyable-day_04.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116238211876126641</id><published>2006-11-01T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:55:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will time fly?&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;em&gt;reallly&lt;/em&gt; fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i was 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I'm standing here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arms open wide &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ready to give my heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure this time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love's gonna last for life Baby, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know things change &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that life needs some rain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the clouds are gonna clear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the sun is gonna shine again &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shine light on our love, baby &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let's make this last forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116238211876126641?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116238211876126641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116238211876126641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116238211876126641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116238211876126641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/11/will-time-fly-like-reallly-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116212451949974794</id><published>2006-10-29T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:24:14.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile, &amp; so much happened !&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean alot [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week, i've been out with my family, both mum and dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;and that explains why i haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;and w* was with me all these while.&lt;br /&gt;it feels good [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's dinner at myhumblehouse was good.&lt;br /&gt;family &amp;amp; him [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing my dad told w* before he left for the airport was&lt;br /&gt;"if my daughter gets into any trouble, get her out of it!"&lt;br /&gt;oh daddy daddy,&lt;br /&gt;he's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; our dear william drove me nuts today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_3007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever &amp; ever, babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always believed that the word "forever" is cursed and i never dared to use it.&lt;br /&gt;cos i believed that if i'd say forever, it'll not be forever.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, i believe that this love would overcome anything,&lt;br /&gt;cos baby,&lt;br /&gt;i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;i'll love you forever and ever babe.&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying kisses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116212451949974794?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116212451949974794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116212451949974794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116212451949974794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116212451949974794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-its-been-awhile-i-wanna-say-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116153551468535313</id><published>2006-10-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:49:54.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the past four days, w* was with me at the wake [:&lt;br /&gt;that somehow made me felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my whole paternal[?] side of the family knows him.&lt;br /&gt;when i say whole, i mean EVEYONE.&lt;br /&gt;and they address him as my bf ! :/&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice,&lt;br /&gt;everyone liked him [:&lt;br /&gt;i like him too ^^ heh.&lt;br /&gt;not that he's my bf tho.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;but we have our reasons,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im just lazy to explain,&lt;br /&gt;so too bad if you dont know!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i never knew my parents were ok with things like this :/&lt;br /&gt;they really didn't mind him being there.&lt;br /&gt;infact, they want him to be there.&lt;br /&gt;and patricia says that he's cute ! :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i spent 21 hours with w* yesterday [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sick after the wake.&lt;br /&gt;i vomitted like 3 times ?&lt;br /&gt;and w* was there taking care of me ^^&lt;br /&gt;i felt so much better.&lt;br /&gt;and i even fell asleep on his shoulders!&lt;br /&gt;he was holding on to me everywhere we went,&lt;br /&gt;cos i couldn't even walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im at my weakest, w* was there for me.&lt;br /&gt;he even said that he've never ever seen me so vunerable before,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he was glad that he did,&lt;br /&gt;cos he could be there for me [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with him all the way till 4am yesterday ! [:&lt;br /&gt;while my bro and warren were at mos,&lt;br /&gt;i decided that im NOT GONNA GO,&lt;br /&gt;so w* and i went for a walk all the way till 4am [:&lt;br /&gt;ahh, it was nice !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as for today,&lt;br /&gt;my parents invited w* for dinner at some open air resturant at mt faber.&lt;br /&gt;it was sucha pretty place!&lt;br /&gt;too bad it wasnt just the both of us :x&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we went over to some wine garage for a drink,&lt;br /&gt;my parents were super high lah.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;my mum even said " if u wanna be with my little girl, u better work hard "&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!! :/&lt;br /&gt;and my dad,&lt;br /&gt;" my daughter not easy to handle, u better teach her blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it fel really weird lah ! :/&lt;br /&gt;but i was really happy lah :D&lt;br /&gt;everything seems like a fairytale now.&lt;br /&gt;and i know,&lt;br /&gt;its my grandma who's blessing us.&lt;br /&gt;thankyouforeverything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i so miss him now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me it's meant to be baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116153551468535313?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116153551468535313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116153551468535313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116153551468535313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116153551468535313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-past-four-days-w-was-with-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116109561872017575</id><published>2006-10-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:33:38.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;it was a 13 then a 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just glad then i went  to see her the day before and made it in time before she left.&lt;br /&gt;i guess she's happier now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never said this to you,&lt;br /&gt;but i love you grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the times you nag and me and ask me to off ur lights before i use the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; many thanks to ngiam who was on the phone with me,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also to w* and alex who wrote me a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116109561872017575?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116109561872017575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116109561872017575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116109561872017575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116109561872017575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/cherish.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116101859047491612</id><published>2006-10-17T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T01:09:50.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my horoscope says :&lt;br /&gt;Pick up the phone and make a call. It's time to learn where you two are headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know too.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know where we're heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;things just seem so uncertain?&lt;br /&gt;i.don't.know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;i just fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i trust,&lt;br /&gt;but how long can i hold when sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what you're thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;): piggy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116101859047491612?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116101859047491612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116101859047491612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116101859047491612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116101859047491612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-horoscope-says-pick-up-phone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116090254731842801</id><published>2006-10-15T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:55:47.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be your life partner, and your beloved till the day you breathe your last breath. and have beautiful children just like us.&lt;/em&gt; &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;i'll grant you yourwish [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2013.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we'll wait&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/32518803-116090254731842801?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116090254731842801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116090254731842801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116090254731842801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116090254731842801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-be-your-life-partner-and-your.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116084276606028606</id><published>2006-10-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:19:26.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been 30 mins since i last saw you,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i miss you already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2013.&lt;br /&gt;2017.&lt;br /&gt;will you stick by this ?&lt;br /&gt;cos i swear i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a part of me wants myself to be in tmr,&lt;br /&gt;cos i know then,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be here through the night [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you piggy !&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116084276606028606?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116084276606028606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116084276606028606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116084276606028606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116084276606028606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-30-mins-since-i-last-saw-you.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116075804697972871</id><published>2006-10-14T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T01:04:43.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !&lt;br /&gt;i'm back ! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to his tower first to pass him the box of things :D&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the balloons,&lt;br /&gt;they weren't floating already D:&lt;br /&gt;but he said that some were still floating in mid air when he woke up :D&lt;br /&gt;so my plan worked !&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were watching some horror movie while waiting for alex to come.&lt;br /&gt;H20. it's really damn gross lah :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="346" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2710.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the stuff in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 382px" height="654" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2708.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photo album !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="355" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2714.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing HIS shirt^^&lt;br /&gt;heh. cos we were watching tv, so i din wanna end up messing my shirt up [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="470" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2700copy.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2701copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;vivocity is damn shiok! :D&lt;br /&gt;it's so so so huge lah !&lt;br /&gt;seriosuly huge.&lt;br /&gt;and there's EVERYTHING there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were both damn mean lah !&lt;br /&gt;kept temptimg me to look at the girl's stuff &gt;;[&lt;br /&gt;i never knew guys could be so irritating,&lt;br /&gt;tempting a girl to shop ! tsk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we actually wanted to eat at some fancy grilled jap food resturant thingy,&lt;br /&gt;but it was so packed!&lt;br /&gt;everywhere was packed ! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i saw serene and ji.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up back at town.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up eating at 9 plus :/&lt;br /&gt;we ate at that very nice jap resturant behind that starhub building.&lt;br /&gt;we waited for a very long time for our turn ):&lt;br /&gt;so, we cam-whored :D&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; &amp; we saw sun yan zi !&lt;br /&gt;she's skinny :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food there is really worth the wait though.&lt;br /&gt;so, go give it a try ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="357" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2761.jpg" width="577" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex's bowl of food was HUGE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then it was home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;with a little bit of time spend by the pool with w*&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i made his day special.&lt;br /&gt;[: heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday my dear pig! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2746copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday love! [:&lt;br /&gt;that's my whatever sign to him ! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116075804697972871?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116075804697972871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116075804697972871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116075804697972871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116075804697972871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-im-back-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116070944486950284</id><published>2006-10-13T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:17:24.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what was the first thing i did when i woke up ! :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;reversi !&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;elroy is my reversi friend !&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be heading to vivo city later !&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAAAA !&lt;br /&gt;but today's friday the thirteeen :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116070944486950284?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116070944486950284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116070944486950284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116070944486950284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116070944486950284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-guess-what-was-first-thing-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116066959456791433</id><published>2006-10-12T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:13:31.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i gave him the 21 balloons just now !&lt;br /&gt;heh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cycled all the wayto serene's place before we both headed down to pp to get the balloons done.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it looks really pretty ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run out of pp with the balloons all to way back to our bikes,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; one of the balloon burst!&lt;br /&gt;luckily i was smart, i bought extra! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;initially the plan was to cycle with it,&lt;br /&gt;but guess what,&lt;br /&gt;it was seriosuly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;cos we had to cycle with one hand all the way back to my place?&lt;br /&gt;which was really quite impossible, cos the balloons were flying in our direction.&lt;br /&gt;ayee, so i had no choice but to cycle to serene's place and leave my bike there, &amp; take a cab back :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i went over to his tower and asked him to look out of his window ^^&lt;br /&gt;his dad was really cute !&lt;br /&gt;he wanted one balloon, cos he had never ever received any before.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;so cute lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'll probably be at town with w and his gay bf.&lt;br /&gt;so yes,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY W* ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2696copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116066959456791433?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116066959456791433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116066959456791433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116066959456791433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116066959456791433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/helllo-so-i-gave-him-21-balloons-just.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116057902136191972</id><published>2006-10-11T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:03:41.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;101006 [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams are OVERRRR !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE EOYS !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel less stress already !&lt;br /&gt;[: pimples go away !&lt;br /&gt;i have like 10 pimples on my face which really sucks !&lt;br /&gt;): but i'm sure it'll go soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday :&lt;br /&gt;w&amp;i shared a box of 20 piece nuggets :/&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;i feeel soooo fattttt.&lt;br /&gt;whattt annnnn asssss heeeee isssss.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;mugged mugged mugged.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;art art and more art!&lt;br /&gt;tuesday is a happy day ! [:&lt;br /&gt;[: [: [:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i won't tell you why !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;END OF EOYS!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;came back straight from school and i went cycling with w*.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lousy lah,&lt;br /&gt;cycle abit only then CMI already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to pp after that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what !&lt;br /&gt;he bought me and himself this dino hp thingy from MU EE&lt;br /&gt;it's so bloody cute lar the dino !&lt;br /&gt;hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;when i saw it in the display i was like,&lt;br /&gt;"omg ! so cuteeee ! "&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up watching dorm at his place.&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice show!&lt;br /&gt;it's not the typical horror movie thing.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;it's nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;go watch go watch!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i received the sweetest msg ever from w* awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;lay ur trust with me. i'll wait for you&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;and yes w*,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've fallen in love with you all over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;101006, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's special [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116057902136191972?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116057902136191972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116057902136191972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116057902136191972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116057902136191972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/101006-hello-guess-what-my-exams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116015622909378882</id><published>2006-10-07T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:46:04.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pp today with ngiam to get bday present for her friend.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since we last laughed so hard together.&lt;br /&gt;i swear,&lt;br /&gt;she's retarded.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;"doo doo" " frenz 4eva" " toilet?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;*insiderrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so, we made w* carry that 3/4 size of amanda ballon!&lt;br /&gt;it's damn cute lah :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what!&lt;br /&gt;it's lantern festival today!&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to w* house in the evening first while waiting for alex.&lt;br /&gt;we watched some show called &lt;strong&gt;forces of nature&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's a very nice/not-common-love-story kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;it's really meaningful ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex joined use at 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they stared watching BLEACH !&lt;br /&gt;-.-"'&lt;br /&gt;i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;it's damn boring lah!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and u know what! ):&lt;br /&gt;i saw this box where he keeps things from his ex gf g*.&lt;br /&gt;and YOU KNOW WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;i saw a photo album scrap book thingy.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;mine like not special already!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;back to the moon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played with the candles :D&lt;br /&gt;which was damn fun lar.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, but it was really retarded playing with the candles instead of walking around with the lantern.&lt;br /&gt;oh, but we did walk around with the lanterns.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a kid all over again,&lt;br /&gt;with two grown man though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;alright, shall let the pictures do the talking !&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty candles!&lt;br /&gt;the wax was really fun to play with :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;middle pic 2 gays, COUPLE PIC ^^&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, we just sat there and play with the candles for a veryyy looong timee.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very cool pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;we were walking around with the lanterns.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 353px" height="520" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collage4.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;middle row, 1st picture, w*'s sister.&lt;br /&gt;middle row, last pic, w*'s room.&lt;br /&gt;not like you can see anything. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="276" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG025.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116015622909378882?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116015622909378882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116015622909378882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116015622909378882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116015622909378882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/hellos-it-was-pp-today-with-ngiam-to.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-116006139154863335</id><published>2006-10-05T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:16:31.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg,&lt;br /&gt;im so in love with geog now!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;did 4 hours of geog today with w*.&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time we mug so hard together !&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;we didn't talk much you know :D&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of myself !&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what,&lt;br /&gt;4 hrs and im still not done!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet i wont be able to sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;AHH ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm,&lt;br /&gt;jia you ah bun!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-116006139154863335?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/116006139154863335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=116006139154863335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116006139154863335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/116006139154863335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-im-so-in-love-with-geog-now-d-did.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115997343004127546</id><published>2006-10-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T22:50:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was having a bad headache just now.&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i can't get ss into my head!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i miss w so much.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this fear in me which is disallowing me to trust him.&lt;br /&gt;cos i fear that i'll lose him thus i think alot and i'll fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i wanna think so much,&lt;br /&gt;but my intuition is always right.&lt;br /&gt;by thinking,&lt;br /&gt;i get to the right and sensible solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i really needa trust him !&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when he told me "trust me siobhan"&lt;br /&gt;i melted.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;i felt his sincerity through his voice and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna make myself trust him,&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;cos i still fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear,&lt;br /&gt;so bad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna flunk math tmr ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;headache headache go away!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni zhai na li?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115997343004127546?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115997343004127546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115997343004127546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115997343004127546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115997343004127546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-having-bad-headache-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115995893826952646</id><published>2006-10-04T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:48:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so things are pretty much sorted out i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i told him EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean everything!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;initially i was still angry with him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;but when alex came,&lt;br /&gt;i sorta like stopped ignoring w* ?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i guess all i can do is to trust him now&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; btw,&lt;br /&gt;he's meeting g* tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(crazy ex gf)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye,&lt;br /&gt;he ask if i mind,&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i obviously said no i dont.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously,&lt;br /&gt;I DO MIND !&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;studying mode!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115995893826952646?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115995893826952646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115995893826952646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115995893826952646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115995893826952646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-things-are-pretty-much-sorted-out-i.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115984565070008117</id><published>2006-10-03T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:34:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;FREAKKKK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG phones can't save msges!&lt;br /&gt;not that i know of.&lt;br /&gt;UGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was probabaly the worst day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i still don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;what's that girl doing in villa marina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess god just wanted me to know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i'm so glad i walked out earlier than i should,&lt;br /&gt;or i would not have seen them walking together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so cheated.&lt;br /&gt;i've never ever felt so cheated before.&lt;br /&gt;i called ngiam and she decided to make her way down.&lt;br /&gt;and i called serene,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; finally couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnt stop myself from *.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* called,&lt;br /&gt;then i acted pretty normal.&lt;br /&gt;and then he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" are you angry? "&lt;br /&gt;"no im not "&lt;br /&gt;"she's just a friend you know "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hello?!&lt;br /&gt;did i say she's not?&lt;br /&gt;so, is he feeling guilty?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he begged me to meet him at the pool,&lt;br /&gt;so i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept asking me what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;what can i tell him ?&lt;br /&gt;who am i to tell him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when he kept trying to get my hands,&lt;br /&gt;i rejected and pulled back.&lt;br /&gt;i feel cheated already,&lt;br /&gt;why should i play with his hands like i use to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crying again,&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so distant from him though he was just infronta me.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like there's a barrier between us now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i finally told w* everything.&lt;br /&gt;everything that i've been feeling all these while.&lt;br /&gt;i told his i didn't know what i am to him and all.&lt;br /&gt;and this wa shis reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"sometimes i just want to tell u to be my life pathner/gf.. but yet i cant. rmb i say good things are worth waiting for? i feel stress too making you feel we're close yet we're not. im sorry if i make you feel lost. i do care abt you alot and i want to apologise. i want to be in ya life for long. not try things and risk screwing them up. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt a stab.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i've said the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i felt his sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt the only thing he said,&lt;br /&gt;but yeah,&lt;br /&gt;that was probably one of the more impt ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, im not gonna give in this time.&lt;br /&gt;i can't just take it that nothing is wrong like i always do.&lt;br /&gt;this time,&lt;br /&gt;it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;what is she doing at his place?&lt;br /&gt;wasn't his suppsoe to meet me?&lt;br /&gt;i waited and waited.&lt;br /&gt;and when he finally called after 2 hours,&lt;br /&gt;i saw him with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt so shit that the first thing i wanted to do was to walk back home and tear the things in that box up.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to throw the cranes out of the window,&lt;br /&gt;tear the album up.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt bear to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do so much for him when im always feeling so lost?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when im alwaysfeeling uncertain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman's intuiation&lt;strong&gt;[?]&lt;/strong&gt; is always right.&lt;br /&gt;i can trust myself on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what im thinking and feeling now is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to those who were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ngiam&lt;/strong&gt;, rene, jaz, marr, wong, kiang, el.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;mr tour guide talked to me yesterday at like 1 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;that sorta put my mind off some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankyou for just talking [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him so bad now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; what makes it worse,&lt;br /&gt;i have a paper tmr and i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115980212053437490</id><published>2006-10-02T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:15:20.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've never felt so hurt ever before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115980212053437490?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115980212053437490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>im worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheree are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't call me,&lt;br /&gt;didn't reply my msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115979578076655195?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115979578076655195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115979578076655195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115979578076655195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115979578076655195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-worried.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115971678726314324</id><published>2006-10-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:44:59.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why issit that everytime im troubled,&lt;br /&gt;you can actually tell ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;can't you just not be able to tell?&lt;br /&gt;sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you kept asking what's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but i just blurted out&lt;br /&gt;"why should i tell you just becos you wanna know?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; your reply,&lt;br /&gt;" becos i care? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;you make me so confuse you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just keep askingmyself,&lt;br /&gt;"am i someone you come home to meet just cos you're coming home? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;william, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know i felt so lonely today ): &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and where were you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was left all alone at home feeding the dog, buying stuff from ntuc, cleaning, clearing the things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i don't even know where the hell you were. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt so.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;helpless. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; when u finally called, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wanted me to go meet you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why should i when u ask me to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i was trying to look for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were nowhere to be found.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet when you want me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've gotta be there? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why should i? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;): &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i even putting myself through such torment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should pull myself outta this.&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115971678726314324?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115971678726314324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115971678726314324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115971678726314324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115971678726314324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-issit-that-everytime-im-troubled.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115964338542600914</id><published>2006-10-01T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T03:09:45.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm like talking to marr online now.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, nice talks about the men !&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i guess i think too much ?&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;it really isn't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a girl,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i dont know if i rather you tell me everything or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do,&lt;br /&gt;which is good.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i just rather you not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said that i can never leave his life cos he wont allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;but what if he leaves mine ?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, women :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be superwoman!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be able to fly to him anytime i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho sometimes he claims that he's superman,&lt;br /&gt;i doubt he is!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereeeee areeeee youuuuu william lim!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep now becos of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;miss&lt;br /&gt;you ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115964338542600914?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115963740027628796</id><published>2006-10-01T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:30:00.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2012 [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hawaii !&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115963740027628796?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115963740027628796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115963740027628796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115963740027628796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115963740027628796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/10/2012-hawaii-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115959305477925474</id><published>2006-09-30T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T13:10:54.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh and did i mention !&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting in between alex and w* !&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i felt sooo weird :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115959305477925474?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115959305477925474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115959305477925474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115959305477925474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115959305477925474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-and-did-i-mention-i-was-sitting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115954925155760205</id><published>2006-09-30T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T01:10:44.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok yes,&lt;br /&gt;thankyou ngiam for thatvery genius plan.&lt;br /&gt;it's working :D&lt;br /&gt;muahah.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't that bad afterall lah.&lt;br /&gt;w*'s dad came along too though.&lt;br /&gt;initially,&lt;br /&gt;i felt like. " omg shitt ! wth. die already. ultimate shitness!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but infact,&lt;br /&gt;it turned out fine [:&lt;br /&gt;his dad is as spastic as w* is.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;we ended up watching 'stay alive'&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;it's a pretty good show.&lt;br /&gt;but the storyline is really dumb !&lt;br /&gt;pretty horrifying though.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;i was brave! :D&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w*'s dad left and the three of us went over to ecp for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;it was damn weird walking by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and it looked like i was out with my dad and older brothers.&lt;br /&gt;:/ ahh yes, that weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;movie-dinner-bv gossips-beach-bowling-homed [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;managed to spend some time at the pool before i headed home.&lt;br /&gt;whee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta mug like crap tmr!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my maid might leave the hse for the hospital tonight to look after my grandma, which means that i'll be left home ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;cos my bro will probably be out till tmr.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;so freaky lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* wheree areee youuu?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115954925155760205?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115954925155760205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115954925155760205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115954925155760205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115954925155760205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-yes-thankyou-ngiam-for-thatvery.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115951396549308195</id><published>2006-09-29T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:12:45.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG !&lt;br /&gt;OMG !&lt;br /&gt;OMG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe it!&lt;br /&gt;alex is coming tonight!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i dont like it or anything,&lt;br /&gt;but it's just weird ?&lt;br /&gt;me, w &amp; alex?&lt;br /&gt;huh, like weird right!&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, HOW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what,&lt;br /&gt;we're watching a MOVIE you know!&lt;br /&gt;omg :/&lt;br /&gt;isn't that just so weird :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya,&lt;br /&gt;die already lah !&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115951396549308195?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115951396549308195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115951396549308195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115951396549308195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115951396549308195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-omg-omg-i-cannot-believe-it-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115945702589210004</id><published>2006-09-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:23:45.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is fine already i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can i just say.&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;w is so dumb !&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he actually asked alex to join us tmr lah !&lt;br /&gt;$@#!*&amp;!&lt;br /&gt;omggggggg !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily everything is settled now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just meet him in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;he'll be donating blood in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;so yup.&lt;br /&gt;yay, no alex :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh !&lt;br /&gt;and w* has small hands!&lt;br /&gt;muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have one whole stack to geog notes to read D:&lt;br /&gt;i've only studied like 10% of it.&lt;br /&gt;there really is alot!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i tried to study as much as i can today.&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up stoning again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta thank serene for photocopying it for me tho [:&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and poor her,&lt;br /&gt;she lost her cam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, pp1 tmr!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115945702589210004?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115945702589210004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115945702589210004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115945702589210004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115945702589210004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-everything-is-fine-already-i.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115935684471273783</id><published>2006-09-27T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:34:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so,&lt;br /&gt;i met him just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he really did went to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he told me what happen and all,&lt;br /&gt;i might have appeared really fine infronta him.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't he get it?&lt;br /&gt;hello,&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like listening to him rant about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what he told me,&lt;br /&gt;i just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;why does it affect him ?&lt;br /&gt;why feel guilty ?&lt;br /&gt;you're not responsible for her life anymore you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i might not have said anything to him,&lt;br /&gt;i had alot to say.&lt;br /&gt;i had alot to question him about.&lt;br /&gt;but i just didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just didn't want to appear vunerable infronta him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though w* might always try to assure me,&lt;br /&gt;i never felt really assured about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos,&lt;br /&gt;i fear.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna lose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115935684471273783?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115935684471273783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115935684471273783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115935684471273783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115935684471273783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-i-met-him-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115933232640572153</id><published>2006-09-27T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T12:49:22.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;all was well yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we went for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;we talk about her and you said that you don't like her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love spending time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; went topsy -turvy.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;i took like forever to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;i left the house.&lt;br /&gt;i ran back cos i forgot that i needed coins.&lt;br /&gt;no bus, so i had to take a cab.&lt;br /&gt;rushed rushed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how much more worst can it get ?&lt;br /&gt;you msged me telling me that ure depressed.&lt;br /&gt;something happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;she called and you talked to her.&lt;br /&gt;some things she told you that made you feel upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you think only the both of you are upset ?&lt;br /&gt;what about me ?&lt;br /&gt;have you totally forgot about me ?&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling very upset too you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i asked you what happened.&lt;br /&gt;you didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll just leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you do this to me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily eng oral went fine.&lt;br /&gt;at least i made my examiner laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna meet joan and wong at 2.&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;like now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;tell me whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;will you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying wei wo xing li you san ge zi bu neng gao shu ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( there's 3 words in my heart that i cant tell you about.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; now i know, how much it means for you to stay right here with me.&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;where are you ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115933232640572153?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115933232640572153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115933232640572153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115933232640572153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115933232640572153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115919739877349930</id><published>2006-09-25T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:25:19.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm quite affected by the fact that you're depressed that you and g* turned out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weren't you already over her?&lt;br /&gt;yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt sound so ___ here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i gotta learn how to understand.&lt;br /&gt;i guess,&lt;br /&gt;i just ain't understanding enough.&lt;br /&gt;i guess,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just think too much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just stop thinking so much !&lt;br /&gt;&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so very affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;who am i even ?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thankyouverymuch to those who were online&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; talked me through.&lt;br /&gt;joan seng, amanda wong, kiang hua, calvin [:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou !&lt;br /&gt;and of cos to bk who's the JINX [:&lt;br /&gt;he's always msging me when smth bad happens.&lt;br /&gt;seriously :/&lt;br /&gt;ahh kidding.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;my heart's heavy,&lt;br /&gt;heavy like a rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115919739877349930?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115919739877349930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115919739877349930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115919739877349930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115919739877349930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-quite-affected-by-fact-that-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115919098151615665</id><published>2006-09-25T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:33:20.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SEXY JON LOST ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT'S OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;you'll do fine !&lt;br /&gt;it's only the beginning ! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL LOVE YOU SEXY JON [:&lt;br /&gt;HEH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115919098151615665?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115919098151615665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115919098151615665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115919098151615665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115919098151615665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/sexy-jon-lost-but-its-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115918327239726811</id><published>2006-09-25T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:21:13.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG !&lt;br /&gt;wong got the tickets for SG idol tonight,&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;mummy didn't allow me to go lar !&lt;br /&gt;$!@#^&amp; !&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;wa lauu!&lt;br /&gt;very saddening you know !&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and i went around pestering people today to vote for jonathan!&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;i really hope he wins tonight lar !&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THE WAY JONNY LEONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his rendition of chasing cars was so damn bloody good !&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if he doesn't win,&lt;br /&gt;iguess it doesnt matter that much lar.&lt;br /&gt;he'll make it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;go jonny go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PEOPLE,&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONE LAST TIME,&lt;br /&gt;SMS 1 TO 43657 NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115918327239726811?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115918327239726811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115918327239726811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115918327239726811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115918327239726811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-omg-omg-wong-got-tickets-for-sg.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115910542214100901</id><published>2006-09-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:43:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLEASE VOTE FOR JONATHAN LEONG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS "1" TO 43657 NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WILL BE THE NEXT SG IDOL ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thankyouverymuch !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote for jonathan !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115910542214100901?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115910542214100901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115910542214100901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115910542214100901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115910542214100901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/please-vote-for-jonathan-leong-sms-1.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115908725470568101</id><published>2006-09-24T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T16:41:39.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Wanna Grow Old With You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day without your smile&lt;br /&gt;another day has passed us by&lt;br /&gt;and now I know how much it means&lt;br /&gt;for you to stay right here with me&lt;br /&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger&lt;br /&gt;but it hurts so bad I can't take it any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there for you sharing in everything you do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'll be seeing him today !&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;he's off to the airport to studyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-sulks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;he has a test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;so it's okay !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiiya,&lt;br /&gt;i miss him !&lt;br /&gt;i've been day-dreaming ALOT today!&lt;br /&gt;omg :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop it siobhan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and his bday present is almost done!&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE !&lt;br /&gt;but i'd wished it looked prettier though.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be meeting ivy and ngiam for coffee like soon.&lt;br /&gt;but ngiam is so slow!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;i believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115908725470568101?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115908725470568101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115908725470568101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115908725470568101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115908725470568101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wanna-grow-old-with-you-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115903167969298673</id><published>2006-09-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:14:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOAN&lt;br /&gt;JOAN&lt;br /&gt;JOAN&lt;br /&gt;JOAN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh,&lt;br /&gt;see your name!&lt;br /&gt;i love you lar kay !&lt;br /&gt;heh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115903167969298673?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115902746527094223</id><published>2006-09-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:07:50.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i went over to w*'s place in the afternoon to watch &lt;em&gt;an amercian haunting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that show is damn freaky lar :/&lt;br /&gt;even a big man like him got scared!&lt;br /&gt;(not that he acts like one. tsk)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;go watch it k people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;channel surf-ed after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice just sitting &amp; watching tv [:&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and today's a special day !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont tell you why!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;can i say that w* is the most lovable thingy on earth !?&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;went over to grandma's place after that for my little cousin's birthday party !&lt;br /&gt;she one year old already.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she's so bloody adorable!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 2 hours or so talking to my aunt about ghostly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so fun you know!&lt;br /&gt;i've got a cool aunt who goes to the red-house.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew!&lt;br /&gt;and she's like 40 btw.&lt;br /&gt;whee,&lt;br /&gt;im planning to go with her along with my cousins the next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;and i just realise that all our names starts with the letter S except my bro's!&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;siobhan, shaun, sham, shantay, &lt;em&gt;aloysius&lt;/em&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun today!&lt;br /&gt;after sucha long time [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love.&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;OHOH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i forgot to mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;w*'s grandma lives in telok blangah crec, blk 15 too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that's where my grandma lives :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh, soo cool ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the people in tb are really close to one another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so they probably know one another eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/dino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dino! aunt kate's new dog!&lt;br /&gt;he's only 3 months old!&lt;br /&gt;cute eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/SHANTAY-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little cousin!&lt;br /&gt;the most adorable little kid on earth ^^&lt;br /&gt;kisses![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 size="2"&gt;no matter how long it may be&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/32518803-115902746527094223?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115902746527094223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115902746527094223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115902746527094223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115902746527094223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-so-i-went-over-to-ws-place-in.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115898482460433790</id><published>2006-09-23T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:13:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda ignoring him yesterday :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;you can't blame me ok!&lt;br /&gt;he kinda "lied" to me.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt he realised tho.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end he won me back :x&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;he gave me this heart thingy.&lt;br /&gt;and he wrote my name all over :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lau,&lt;br /&gt;why am i so petty !&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he say i go moodswing!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i managed to finish 4 chapters of geography yesterday !&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;so e went for muddy mudpie after that !&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;very yummy you know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he told me that he's been very stressed of late.&lt;br /&gt;cos of something alex said.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why always alex oneee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everything is fine now [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thankyou to C for sorta answering my questions.&lt;br /&gt;i needed a guy to answer questions like this :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;melt with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115898482460433790?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115898482460433790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115898482460433790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115898482460433790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115898482460433790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-so-i-was-kinda-ignoring-him.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115892231504456395</id><published>2006-09-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T18:51:55.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why put myself through such torment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of guessing &amp; wondering all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna play no more.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115885443580018640</id><published>2006-09-21T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T00:00:35.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about everything.&lt;br /&gt;every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times we had ):&lt;br /&gt;prelims..&lt;br /&gt;you suck lah.&lt;br /&gt;suck ok &gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;the old you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that you've changed or what.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that you we dont play like we use to anymore?&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that.&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT SMELL MY HAIR ANYMORE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda sad you know :/&lt;br /&gt;i'll just turn a little moody and all :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that we dont play,&lt;br /&gt;we still do.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and it's getting lamerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, sometimes i just feel like im playing with some 12 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;like today,&lt;br /&gt;we were playing with the pillows at the club hse-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i just miss the times when we'll talk about everything.&lt;br /&gt;when you'll tickle me and all ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115885443580018640?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115885443580018640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about everything.&lt;br /&gt;every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times we had ):&lt;br /&gt;prelims..&lt;br /&gt;you suck lah.&lt;br /&gt;suck ok &gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;the old you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that you've changed or what.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that you we dont play like we use to anymore?&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that.&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT SMELL MY HAIR ANYMORE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda sad you know :/&lt;br /&gt;i'll just turn a little moody and all :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that we dont play,&lt;br /&gt;we still do.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and it's getting lamerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, sometimes i just feel like im playing with some 12 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;like today,&lt;br /&gt;we were playing with the pillows at the club hse-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i just miss the times when we'll talk about everything.&lt;br /&gt;when you'll tickle me and all ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115885441842212380?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115885441842212380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115885441842212380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115885441842212380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115885441842212380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-good-old-times.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115875385803082418</id><published>2006-09-20T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:08:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEELO ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was spent studying at Gelare which didn't exactly happen :/&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gelare isn't condusive AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i cannot sit still !&lt;br /&gt;the seat there seriously sucks lar :/&lt;br /&gt;even w* agrees!&lt;br /&gt;i only managed to do one chapter of social studies !&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we made our way back to the club house.&lt;br /&gt;whee,&lt;br /&gt;and i fell asleep :D&lt;br /&gt;well, he continued studying though.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;wtf right.&lt;br /&gt;my contacts were killing me lar.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was not very fun.&lt;br /&gt;za didn't come ):&lt;br /&gt;manda's in OBS.&lt;br /&gt;so i was left alone !&lt;br /&gt;luckily there was fernanda, hsin yi, yan ru &amp; xinying!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't that bad after all then.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i managed to study more too !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;no one to gossip to what.&lt;br /&gt;heh :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home straight after school.&lt;br /&gt;my tummy was growling ):&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;and w* called at the right time! :D&lt;br /&gt;whee,&lt;br /&gt;so he met me and we went for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;and that silly boy is sick ! ):&lt;br /&gt;kfc kfc! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and we decided to take rascal for a walk !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;oh and rascal is scared of him lar.&lt;br /&gt;omg, timid dog.&lt;br /&gt;heh,&lt;br /&gt;and w* is damn amused by rascal,&lt;br /&gt;cos rascal does really really silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this song's from w*&lt;br /&gt;sucha sweetie [:&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;made me melt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Worth Living For&lt;br /&gt;Shayne Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna leave you here all by yourself&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know i'm there for you like noone else&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna drift off to another place&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna lay here in your arms with your hand on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets not ever tell the moon about the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep hearing love songs, hoping every wrong's undone&lt;br /&gt;Its foolish but we've only just begun&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna stop this, all my walls are caving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give you something worth living for&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you this and so much more&lt;br /&gt;Your my everything&lt;br /&gt;My universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so mesmerised by your serenity&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you'll take me there inside your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just like all the leaves im falling over you&lt;br /&gt;Its so unbelieveable the airs so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you make me wanna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115875385803082418?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115875385803082418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115875385803082418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115875385803082418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115875385803082418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/heelo-d-yesterday-was-spent-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115859444379054583</id><published>2006-09-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:47:23.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUDDEN REALISATION !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W*  " i'll save my next kiss for my wife-to-be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing after like an hour !&lt;br /&gt;omg !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115859444379054583?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115859444379054583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115859444379054583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115859444379054583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115859444379054583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/sudden-realisation-w-ill-save-my-next.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115859060457185834</id><published>2006-09-18T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:30:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-edited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl today !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye,&lt;br /&gt;it's a special day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;180906.&lt;br /&gt;09:51pm [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* : come come i tell you a secret ! but you have to close your eyes !&lt;br /&gt;me : why must i close my eyes! secrets only need ears what !&lt;br /&gt;w* : just close! my secret special!&lt;br /&gt;me : okayy. quick !&lt;br /&gt;w* : *mwaa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn shocked lah !&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;he stole my first received kiss you know!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;cannot lor ! $%@#&amp;&lt;br /&gt;actually can lar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;omg !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. im not gonna wash my face today !&lt;br /&gt;and tmr !&lt;br /&gt;and tmr !&lt;br /&gt;err, kidding :/&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, its on the cheeks btw.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention,&lt;br /&gt;he looks exceptionally &lt;strong&gt;charming&lt;/strong&gt; today ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the shirt :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh,&lt;br /&gt;too much sugar intake too.&lt;br /&gt;he tried to jump from one end of the sofa to the other without touching the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;crazy,&lt;br /&gt;or crazy ?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i likeee&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye,&lt;br /&gt;so you know,&lt;br /&gt;we have the same dreamhouse.&lt;br /&gt;i was so shocked when i asked him what his was,&lt;br /&gt;cos it was &lt;strong&gt;EXACTLY &lt;/strong&gt;the same as mine.&lt;br /&gt;no cheating,&lt;br /&gt;it was exactly the same !&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big house by the white sandy clear water beach. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big garden plantd with lovely roses (his with sunflowers)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;front garden with our cats and dogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; just the two of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's exactly the same lah !&lt;br /&gt;well, almost exactly.&lt;br /&gt;freaky no?&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now and forever [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-32518803.post-115850227056105340</id><published>2006-09-17T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:25:38.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall blog an entry about the things i keep in this box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pen is the pen he threw up to the ground from the swimming pool!&lt;br /&gt;and supposingly,&lt;br /&gt;i owe him a hug :/&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i decided that i'll give that hug to him on his bday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;our msging paper :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his band.&lt;br /&gt;he gave it to me on the day i left for hk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he said that he wears it quite often&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this picture too.&lt;br /&gt;its a picture of me and fireworks :D&lt;br /&gt;it says.&lt;br /&gt;"Siobhan,&lt;br /&gt;my fire,&lt;br /&gt;my light,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my saviour :D "&lt;br /&gt;sweet, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a postcard :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Big M drink we shared :D&lt;br /&gt;and the straw !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he fed me this :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 339px" height="489" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2060.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry ticket to the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;heh ! 0409&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the different kind of hearts he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;bus tix, menus :/, receipts etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this is the cranes i made for him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started folding on that day he made me &lt;strong&gt;really really really&lt;/strong&gt; sad):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, 999 cranes in 2 weeks ! :D&lt;br /&gt;i'll be giving it to him on his bday !&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i was just msging him about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly he talked about how life would be with his wife in the future blah.&lt;br /&gt;he say stuff that were really sweet [:&lt;br /&gt;i asked him why tell me these all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he said:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and he made me smile to myself :D)&lt;br /&gt;"and becos well. hehe. i'm msging you also :p thats why i suddenly think of that kinda things"&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you lah !&lt;br /&gt;ni zhai na li ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115850227056105340?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115850227056105340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115850227056105340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115850227056105340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115850227056105340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-d-okay-i-shall-blog-entry-about.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115849416207209137</id><published>2006-09-17T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:56:02.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee.&lt;br /&gt;photos up!&lt;br /&gt;under the CANDID area [:&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;the zoo pictures.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;he'll be bowling with his boyfriend tonight!&lt;br /&gt;wa lauuu,&lt;br /&gt;alx,&lt;br /&gt;you suck lar!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;;[&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115849416207209137?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115849416207209137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115849416207209137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115849416207209137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115849416207209137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-ayee.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115848471766249595</id><published>2006-09-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T17:24:28.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;new skin!&lt;br /&gt;new skin !&lt;br /&gt;nice? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i love it lar!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i've been stoning at home :/&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to study lar.&lt;br /&gt;shit *&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM LAH DAMMIT ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to meet him today ):&lt;br /&gt;he has gotta study for his test tmr &lt;em&gt;( so it's okay lar )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he might be meeting alex later for bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lau,&lt;br /&gt;alex you suck lar dammit !&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and he was supposed to go for ice-cream with me yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;but alex!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he msged me smth yesterday which made me smile to myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"siobhan, you know there's just something about you that i'm so amused about? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a good way. hehe. i just always seem to know you a little and a little at each time "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im snow white !&lt;br /&gt;insiders :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i can't live without this dumbo eh?&lt;br /&gt;ahhh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the next ten years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115848471766249595?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115848471766249595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115848471766249595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115848471766249595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115848471766249595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-new-skin-new-skin-nice-d-ahh-i.html' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115842220904555519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115842220904555519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115842220904555519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhh-i-miss-you-lar-shit-you-alex-x.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115838552895396426</id><published>2006-09-16T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:45:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up not too long ago ^^&lt;br /&gt;feels good to sleep so much lar !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was alright.&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;i met w* in town to get my idiotic ipod fixed !&lt;br /&gt;&gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;they'll probably take a week or so ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh !&lt;br /&gt;and the new ipod nano is LOVEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want i want !:D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to taka after that for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't decide where to eat,&lt;br /&gt;so i suggest mac :/&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;fattening, i know :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate so disgusting-ly.&lt;br /&gt;wa lau, i cannot tahan myself.&lt;br /&gt;and he kept laughing at me !&lt;br /&gt;not my fault ok !&lt;br /&gt;i'll never eat a foldover infronta him ever again !&lt;br /&gt;&gt;;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked over to wisma to get lam's present.&lt;br /&gt;bought him a shirt from Flesh Imp.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i got one for myself too :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp-ed after that as it was still early.&lt;br /&gt;met up with serene and the three of us just walked aimlessly in pp.&lt;br /&gt;and w* kept bum-ing into his friends.&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;abit weird you know :/&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so w* walked over to Lorong M with us and left he for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam's party was alright.&lt;br /&gt;not tooo bad afterall [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;oh w* is gay along with his bestfriend alex.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;aiya,&lt;br /&gt;who watches tv at HOME with his bestfriend at NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;hello,&lt;br /&gt;gym? swimming?&lt;br /&gt;isn't that what u both usually do ?&lt;br /&gt;why tv?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know,&lt;br /&gt;but i find it so funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alirght, i needa eat and bathe and off to meet w* to study !&lt;br /&gt;EOY EOY !&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i never felt like this before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never so much in love [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115838552895396426?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115838552895396426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NUR SYAZANA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MY LOVELY BANANA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp; not forgetting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely ice-mountain !&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOUUU [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u leave this year,&lt;br /&gt;don't forget me okay ?&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be very sad if you do.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you,&lt;br /&gt;i know ):&lt;br /&gt;forget me not no matter what ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been sucha great and lovely friend !&lt;br /&gt;i can never imagine how different my life would be without you in it [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE ! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115824995266027077?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115824995266027077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115824995266027077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115824995266027077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115824995266027077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-nur-syazana-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115824758715156159</id><published>2006-09-14T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:26:27.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jay chou's songs makes me feel damn emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wa lauuuu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm feeling depressed and all,&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;just emo.&lt;br /&gt;HAH&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't deny,&lt;br /&gt;his songs are damn meaningful lar [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-32518803.post-115816284141875525</id><published>2006-09-13T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:54:01.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115816284141875525?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115816284141875525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115816284141875525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;without a word at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so depressed right now.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like a part of me will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU IPOD ! ):&lt;br /&gt;just died on me just like that !&lt;br /&gt;you think you show that say x.x face very cute isit !&lt;br /&gt;HAIYO.&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATINGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to survive my bus rides?!&lt;br /&gt;how to talk to myself and my ipod?!&lt;br /&gt;HOW ?&lt;br /&gt;(yeah talking to myself = two person in my head communicating. ahh, you wont gettit :D )&lt;br /&gt;wah shitttt you !&lt;br /&gt;SHITT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it will probably take a week to get you fixed.&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO STUDY LIKE THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-32518803.post-115805982439444371</id><published>2006-09-12T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:17:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality check !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EOY in 3 weeks ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo,&lt;br /&gt;im stuck at ss.&lt;br /&gt;oh no,&lt;br /&gt;its the only shit i haven't done.&lt;br /&gt;oh and maths :D&lt;br /&gt;heh,&lt;br /&gt;i hate maths ! &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside,&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;let me just say,&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking alot yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start with geog,&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog about what i've been thinking then [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evertything about the past.&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;its pretty weird looking back eh.&lt;br /&gt;well, not exactly weird though.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d was when all the &lt;strong&gt;tingly tingly thingy&lt;/strong&gt; started.&lt;br /&gt;feeling stuff like this for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;funny isn't it? heh&lt;br /&gt;call it puppy-love [:&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;he'll be one that i'll never forget,&lt;br /&gt;for he left an impact.&lt;br /&gt;after the second time,&lt;br /&gt;i realise that,&lt;br /&gt;well, he isnt the one for me afterall.&lt;br /&gt;he was sweet,&lt;br /&gt;but not enough to show my worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bk was hmm, what should i call it ?&lt;br /&gt;mistake?&lt;br /&gt;well, not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah somehwere along that line i guess.&lt;br /&gt;not that he was a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;but it was just not meant to be i guess.&lt;br /&gt;he was nice, a nice guy infact.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well [:&lt;br /&gt;3 years,&lt;br /&gt;and i gave in ?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, silly :x&lt;br /&gt;dont be silly girls,&lt;br /&gt;trust me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c was something different ?&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;it somehow did grew?&lt;br /&gt;the first time i ever felt something more than just liking someone.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it soon faded off.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why either,&lt;br /&gt;i was lost.&lt;br /&gt;i left in june,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i finally let it all off in aug.&lt;br /&gt;yes, silly.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w*&lt;br /&gt;AHH !&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;i never felt so loved in my life.&lt;br /&gt;never did i felt so much for someone before [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years from 050906.&lt;br /&gt;i promised him that i'll go to hawaii with him ! [:&lt;br /&gt;05092013 [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i comeeee !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont go anywhere k ?&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115805982439444371?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115805982439444371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115805982439444371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115805982439444371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115805982439444371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-people-reality-check-eoy-in-3.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115798985734336673</id><published>2006-09-11T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:51:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from hong kong !&lt;br /&gt;well, infact, i was back yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i missed him so much especially!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;5 days w/o him is &lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like forever you know ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i finally got to meet him today !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave him this natural heart plant thingy.&lt;br /&gt;its imported from thailand.&lt;br /&gt;its really cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart shaped plant :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposingly,&lt;br /&gt;you're to make it a wish and it'll sort of come true if you have little ones growing from it after some time ?&lt;br /&gt;heh. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/mrhearty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i kept one for myself :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met him at the club house.&lt;br /&gt;played with the tarot cards.&lt;br /&gt;sadly,we din know how to play with the real deck.&lt;br /&gt;which is the more professional one ):&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and ngiam and ivy came :D&lt;br /&gt;so w* started asking them stupid riddles.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;he and his dumb riddles huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made our way out to gelare for some food.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH and guess who we saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VINCENT NG !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that oh-so-macho-man ! :D&lt;br /&gt;and w* went over and got me his signature :D&lt;br /&gt;it's on my file!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous, no?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the four of us started talking about relationships, status, our past and all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad his guy no.2 =&lt;strong&gt; guys-who-matured-after-army&lt;/strong&gt; [:&lt;br /&gt;i like how we talk about things like this,&lt;br /&gt;cos he makes me feel more secured and stuff [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;im so glad they could get along with him [:&lt;br /&gt;and ngaim was practically stoning cos i bet she didn't get whatever w* was saying.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivy was thinking alot i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least from w* now we can understand guys better eh ?&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;em&gt;somewhat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and w* found out alot of me today huh.&lt;br /&gt;lucky him to be with me and the girls or he'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;i bet he was giggling the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;strong&gt; idiot&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he folded five hearts for me today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweeetness !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept hitting him today :D&lt;br /&gt;well, as he said,&lt;br /&gt;that was to compensate for the past five days !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;dumb pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 90 mins with him and the girls was bliss [:&lt;br /&gt;ahh,&lt;br /&gt;i guess he isnt bad eh girls ?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;more and more and more and more&lt;/strong&gt; after every other day [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to wait forever, would you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would [:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; you're the reason why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115798985734336673?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115798985734336673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115798985734336673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115798985734336673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115798985734336673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-d-im-back-from-hong-kong-well.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115751996580715035</id><published>2006-09-06T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:19:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"i'll be here"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'll catch you when you fall"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'll fall with you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you stick by what you say ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off to the airport at 4 or so.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be five days without you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holy shit ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6 hours is already shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what about 5 days then? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'llmissyoulove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115751996580715035?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115747330652422934</id><published>2006-09-05T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:21:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i someone you meet cos you'll be coming home ?&lt;br /&gt;am i just that someone you meet cos you dont have anything to do no more ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- © E r U r O i © -  Running Everyday To Keep In Shape!  says:&lt;br /&gt;why buy a 2nd hand when you can afford a new one? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el,&lt;br /&gt;we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;cant i be scared ?&lt;br /&gt;you know, you'll never know what's on his mind.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant know and i wont want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i to him in the first place ?&lt;br /&gt;yes, someone,&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm no one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he loved her so much.&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;it was the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but history can repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;he loved her once,&lt;br /&gt;his parents loved her so too.&lt;br /&gt;so who is gonna win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll cry too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115747330652422934?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115747330652422934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115747330652422934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115747330652422934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115747330652422934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-i-someone-you-meet-cos-youll-be.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115738315187055253</id><published>2006-09-04T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:19:11.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip to the zoo with him today !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at the zoo at bout 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;the journey there aint that long afterall&lt;br /&gt;:D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the zoo is huge !&lt;br /&gt;well, not that actually.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing we didn't visit was the sunbears ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;we visited everthing else though !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh we were actually cam-whoring on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and its the first time he actually did that.&lt;br /&gt;he has the natural ability to act cute btw.&lt;br /&gt;TSK !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i shall let the pictures do the talking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/zoo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/IMG_2006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/collagecopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c42/sugarplumbfairy/camwhoring.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE HE IS GOOD AT ACTING CUTE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115738315187055253?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115738315187055253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115738315187055253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115738315187055253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115738315187055253'/><link rel='alternate' 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&lt;em&gt;nobody&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where is everyone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115721500128321148?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115721500128321148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115721500128321148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115721500128321148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115721500128321148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-i-wonder-what-am-i-to-you-it.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115712760677865592</id><published>2006-09-02T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:20:06.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i fear.&lt;br /&gt;i fear that one day you might just go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ever leave ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i'll just cry if you do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise me,&lt;br /&gt;will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-32518803.post-115712609578339256</id><published>2006-09-01T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:54:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL SLIMMER ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking for 5 freaking hours !&lt;br /&gt;-gulps.&lt;br /&gt;crazy shit ! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked all the way from my place's ECP's underpass to near changi airport then to lagoon for dinner and all the way to parkway :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazycrazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was ncie just walking aimlessly [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent some time talking about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;nice [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for being so honest with me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for always telling me about what's going on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for always being there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh !&lt;br /&gt;im the sea princess!&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this i promise you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115712609578339256?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115712609578339256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115712609578339256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115712609578339256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115712609578339256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-slimmer-d-after-walking-for-5.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115702846147969824</id><published>2006-08-31T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:47:41.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sakae-ed with w* on tues :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something embarrassing happened !&lt;br /&gt;i spilled coke while trying to boast to him!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;wa lau, so embarrassing !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he couldn't stop laughing at me !&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to meet him on wed which is weird ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I WONT BE ABLE TO MEET HI MTODAY ALSO LAR !&lt;br /&gt;): wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i very sad you know !&lt;br /&gt;why did i sleep !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY WHY WHY TELL ME WHY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!&lt;br /&gt;and he actually caleed * already and told him about how he cant ___ __ __ :D&lt;br /&gt;so its all settled !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yay, he would be able to push me away anymore &gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont you say you have something to tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you should let me love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115702846147969824?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115702846147969824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115702846147969824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115702846147969824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115702846147969824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/08/sakae-ed-with-w-on-tues-d-something.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115677883100390497</id><published>2006-08-28T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:27:11.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont try pushing me to someone else ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not gonna go anywhere.&lt;/strong&gt; &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;yes, im reserved dammit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont care if there isnt such a thing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im reserved by you !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ugh. &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;i know you aint feeling too good about this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;neither am i ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115677883100390497?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115677883100390497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115677883100390497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115677883100390497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115677883100390497'/><link rel='alternate' 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me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my heart cry for you every single time when i'm not with you ?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are all that i ever needed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;did you say 5 years? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just promsie me that you wont leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115669067530766719?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115669067530766719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115669067530766719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115669067530766719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115669067530766719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115667492859948781</id><published>2006-08-27T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T18:35:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye, no time to blog :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell off the sofa the other day infronta him ! ):&lt;br /&gt;too much running around till i couldnt get a hold of my balance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;marr ! where were you? );&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trips to the beach [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching at the beach :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random "i dont wanna talk to you anymore" moments :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me threatening to tickle you when you're driving,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you'll use that excuse that you're driving to stop me :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;je t'aime ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now he owes me something for bluffing me me that there'll be fishes !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115667492859948781?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115667492859948781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115667492859948781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115667492859948781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115667492859948781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/08/aye-no-time-to-blog-i-actually-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115625405510028721</id><published>2006-08-22T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:40:55.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so i finally made a trip down to the botanical gardens :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w* met me at the mrt and we took a train down :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;botanical gardens is seriously very very HUGE !&lt;br /&gt;ahh, and we actually walked rom on end to the other !&lt;br /&gt;that is like from tanglin to bukit timah you know :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were &lt;em&gt;dripping water&lt;/em&gt; like there's no tomorrow :/&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the lucky thing was that i actually got some good shots lah.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually got lost on the way and i so badly wanted to stop right there !&lt;br /&gt;luckily i he was there to carry my stupid heavy bag for me :D&lt;br /&gt;heh &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride back was looooong !&lt;br /&gt;an hour or so ):&lt;br /&gt;he made me look so silly on the bus &gt;;[&lt;br /&gt;kept making me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;ah, stupid boy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, thanks for everything [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because of you [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115625405510028721?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115625405510028721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115625405510028721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i do fear that someday it would.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i have no idea why too.&lt;br /&gt;not that you've done anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;what can i do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you are really already a part of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is nothing i can do about it now.&lt;br /&gt;somebody..&lt;br /&gt;help me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im feeeling so sh*t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115608863632014928?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115606904759950711</id><published>2006-08-20T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:17:27.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;god dammit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss you lah ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115606904759950711?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115606904759950711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115606904759950711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115606904759950711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115606904759950711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/08/god-dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115598097267949801</id><published>2006-08-19T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:49:32.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hello ! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so i met him for ice-cream yesterday night :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and i was super wuper hyper yesterday !&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why though :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably irritated him to the max :x&lt;br /&gt;muahaha !&lt;br /&gt;it's fun irritating him you know !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he even pretended to walk off la that idiot ! &gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so it was ben&amp;jerry's for us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted haagen dasz though,&lt;br /&gt;but nah,&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;J has cuter ice-creams :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smudged ice-cream onto my face ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;evil piece of person !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was yet another night of slacking at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, and he attempted to scare the neighbours !&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk &gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make me wanna..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oceans apart, day after day&lt;br /&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice on the line&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;If I see you next to never&lt;br /&gt;How can we say forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here, waiting for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here, waiting for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115598097267949801?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115598097267949801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115598097267949801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ahh :'D&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, i was really glad you came to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; me [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye,&lt;br /&gt;what a suprise eh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walk to your window now!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the next thing  i saw was.. &lt;strong&gt;you [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee,&lt;br /&gt;it was really great seeing you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you lar&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is smth wrong with my tagboard :/&lt;br /&gt;gotta change it &lt;em&gt;soooon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115582730732312957?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115581975976320267</id><published>2006-08-17T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:02:39.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss w* so bloody much ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see him yesterday and i'm not gonna see him today ):&lt;br /&gt;i was sick yesterday &amp; he has night lesson today );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's the sweetest little thing everr [:&lt;br /&gt;he actually walked from my garden back to my room's window just to check whether i was at home and all.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahh :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him lah&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115581975976320267?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115565554296930275</id><published>2006-08-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:25:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every single time i walk away from you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll feel the yearn.&lt;br /&gt;the yearn for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again &amp; again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you love ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c'mon baby we ain't gonna live forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115565554296930275?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115565554296930275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>HELLO ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im one happy kid !&lt;br /&gt;you know why !&lt;br /&gt;cos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i passed my maths,&lt;br /&gt;scored pretty well for geography elec,&lt;br /&gt;scored a B for chinese,&lt;br /&gt;passed my stupid sci :D&lt;br /&gt;although sci wasnt a good pass or anything, but im happy,&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact that many failed from 3/3 &amp; 3/4 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my mummy bought me nata de coco :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i will be heading down to ikea or something this weekend to semi-renovate my stupid messy room !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say YAY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh,&lt;br /&gt;you know what the suprise was! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he drove me down to ECP's mac for breakfast !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we ate in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh, bliss [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drive-thru thingy is so cool !&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be doing my art later on.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna fail art lar :D&lt;br /&gt;wee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So darling, save the last dance for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115563141868577887?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115563141868577887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115563141868577887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115563141868577887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115563141868577887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-d-im-one-happy-kid-you-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>willove-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10174912208109860329</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-32518803.post-115556742061060114</id><published>2006-08-14T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:57:00.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met him for a little while just now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i managed to do some chem notes before he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to 13's playground for a little while,&lt;br /&gt;and this super cute black cat came along !&lt;br /&gt;we started playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;it's super active and it attempted to kill a cockroach with the help of w*.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;evil beings eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he'll be sending me to school tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;he says he has a suprise for me !&lt;br /&gt;wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;time seems to fly whenever im with you ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115556742061060114?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115556742061060114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115556742061060114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115556742061060114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for today !&lt;br /&gt;i miss him lar ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we meet almost every single day,&lt;br /&gt;thus when i dont see him,&lt;br /&gt;i will miss that boy so blooody much ):&lt;br /&gt;so irritating ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;%^$!@*&amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tell me,&lt;br /&gt;how do i live without you?):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115555493396296011?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115555493396296011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115555493396296011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115555493396296011'/><link rel='self' 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them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first up was fragile.&lt;br /&gt;its nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's that kinda horror movies where there's actually a story line and it's freaky at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys should really watch it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh,&lt;br /&gt;and i saw his pri, sec, jc photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks like the w* i know when i was in sec 1 when is was in JC.&lt;br /&gt;he looks a little different now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, fatter ! :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off after that and went for the fireworks display with bro, his friend, serene and ji.&lt;br /&gt;pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;and i called when he called.&lt;br /&gt;telepathy :D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayeee, im going nuts soon !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arab street serves good food :D&lt;br /&gt;lovely cozy little place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for today,&lt;br /&gt;woke up to a miss call from him.&lt;br /&gt;went over to watch south park and accompany this pig.&lt;br /&gt;ayee, and i have no idea why but we started &lt;strong&gt;fighting/tickling :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i've gotta get going and start with my tuition hw ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it felt like a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115546622633109850?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115546622633109850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115546622633109850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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marriiiaaammm !&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's pretty obvious what it means eh ? :D&lt;br /&gt;the will&amp;love combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; as for the picture,&lt;br /&gt;the heart thingy is given by him*&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; as for the password,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whateverforever[:,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever he passes a STUPID comment,&lt;br /&gt;i would say &lt;strong&gt;WHATEVERR&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and he would reply&lt;strong&gt; foreverrr&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, stupid boy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;people,&lt;br /&gt;dont link me ok.&lt;br /&gt;come more often to tag as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115535898510438145?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32518803.post-115531212675857899</id><published>2006-08-11T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:21:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello !&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;weee, im so happy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went to watch the fireworks today with w* !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we were there at like 730pm,&lt;br /&gt;it was already so bloody packed ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to climb up to the railing/bar thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my ass hurts now lah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice just talking to him about my life for that hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;it felt really really good [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting ,&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks were so so so so pretty !&lt;br /&gt;its like the best of the best !&lt;br /&gt;ayeee, too bad for thoese who din go for it.&lt;br /&gt;its just too pretty to even describe it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it really felt so good watching it with him [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sitting side by side, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;having someone to pull ur hand and guide you along,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;having a shoulder to lean on, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;having someone to protect you from the crowd, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;having someone to fall back on &amp; stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee, lovely [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love spending time with him,&lt;br /&gt;cos one very simple reason,&lt;br /&gt;he talks to me about things that i dont usually want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;we would like talk about life &amp;amp; what we want in life and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i would just pour everything out on him.&lt;br /&gt;oh and about our past and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; this stupid boy so much lah ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;long bus rides seems so much shorter when im with you [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes i heard what you say &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;w*&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if only i was older eh? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115531212675857899?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115531212675857899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115531212675857899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall start blogging tmr.&lt;br /&gt;its getting late already.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, sch tmr! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss william! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32518803-115522804688726830?l=willove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willove.blogspot.com/feeds/115522804688726830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32518803&amp;postID=115522804688726830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115522804688726830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32518803/posts/default/115522804688726830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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