<?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-3330293865373234577</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:09:12.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lingg-est@bs.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>308</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4536646999327721925</id><published>2010-10-09T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:41:39.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're going to meet someone who treats you like a princess.</title><content type='html'>He's going to love you more than anything. &lt;br /&gt;He'll ask you to marry him. &lt;br /&gt;You'll be happy together forever. &lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't know who it is yet, that person is walking the Earth right NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought alone, should Give You Hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4536646999327721925?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4536646999327721925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4536646999327721925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-going-to-meet-someone-who-treats.html' title='You&apos;re going to meet someone who treats you like a princess.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3884166845826515355</id><published>2010-08-17T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:33:47.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality based on date of birth</title><content type='html'>Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Eileen Koh that was born on 26 December, below are the personality analysis result:&lt;br /&gt;Cute and lovable type, you are picky but always in love ...and liked to be loved. Fresh and cheerful, but can be "moody" at times. Capable with people, nice, soft, and that can love you for the way you are. Likes people that are easy to talk to, and can make you feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Main Personalities:  &lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Cute&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Lovable type&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are picky but always in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3884166845826515355?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3884166845826515355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3884166845826515355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/fb-quiz-based-on-birthday.html' title='Personality based on date of birth'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6523781549376334205</id><published>2010-08-14T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:30:00.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>im sorry for being stupid, love.&lt;br /&gt;You are always the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have made you feel so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I feel great seeing you again.&lt;br /&gt;So much greater and better than I was before.&lt;br /&gt;I nv want to lose you for reasons like that.&lt;br /&gt;I love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6523781549376334205?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6523781549376334205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6523781549376334205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4221074866183154787</id><published>2010-08-12T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:09:38.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Moment of Fun tgt?</title><content type='html'>Last Combined Class Chalet for BT0801s &amp; 0802s?&lt;br /&gt;This chalet was planned by Junhao and Ida to be on the 11 &amp; 12 of  Aug.&lt;br /&gt;Just so nice that it landed on the 2nd day of seventh month.&lt;br /&gt;Did enjoyed the last time being tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Though I hope we will still have these kind of gatherings again.&lt;br /&gt;I will really miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what unhappy things have happened before,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;What I see now is,&lt;br /&gt;the people with me through my terrible times.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for being tgt with me though everyone may have freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't like what happened to my face after that though.&lt;br /&gt;Red and black dots all over my face and legs and hands and....&lt;br /&gt;from head to toe actually. haha&lt;br /&gt;You know what.&lt;br /&gt;I think they are moquitoes bites. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4221074866183154787?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4221074866183154787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4221074866183154787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-moment-of-fun-tgt.html' title='Last Moment of Fun tgt?'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2424282628431593820</id><published>2010-08-11T06:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:26:32.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message to BFF.</title><content type='html'>Just hope things will continue to be alright for you.&lt;br /&gt;And everything will start afresh :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope I helped to solve your problems.&lt;br /&gt;Love you, bff. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2424282628431593820?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2424282628431593820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2424282628431593820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/message-to-bff.html' title='Message to BFF.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2001097707371734450</id><published>2010-08-08T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:16:13.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday, Sherlyn!</title><content type='html'>Happy 21st Birthday, Sherlyn! :)&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best for your future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S So sorry that I couldn't make it to your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad diarrhea. :(&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will like the present I have prepared for you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2001097707371734450?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2001097707371734450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2001097707371734450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-21st-birthday-sherlyn.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday, Sherlyn!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8835148982366677257</id><published>2010-08-03T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:23:55.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 11th monthsary, love</title><content type='html'>Happy 11th monthsary, love. :)&lt;br /&gt;Have not forgotten all that you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;You make my bad times passed faster than ever.&lt;br /&gt;You make my bad times becoming happy times.&lt;br /&gt;You've nv left me during my bad times.&lt;br /&gt;And for that,&lt;br /&gt;I would stick close to you when im having my happy times.&lt;br /&gt;Because I just want to share my happiness with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;You shall nv be alone, for I will be there with you forever as long as you need me to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me believe in love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8835148982366677257?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8835148982366677257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8835148982366677257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-11th-monthsary-love.html' title='Happy 11th monthsary, love'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-744687746855014526</id><published>2010-08-02T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:14:18.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last FEPPZ Presentation</title><content type='html'>Like you can see,&lt;br /&gt;my title for this entry is Last FEPPZ Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;That means this is the very last time we, FEPPZ, get tgt and do our presentation.&lt;br /&gt;Though I wanted everything to end asap, I did regret that I did not record every single detail of our get-together well enough.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;We will be spreading into 2 groups very soon after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope at times, we will have the chance of getting tgt and maybe have a cup of coffee or meal or any gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, we will be like too busy to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I do hope everyone of you will strive for your goals and do your best in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I love you girls :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-744687746855014526?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/744687746855014526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/744687746855014526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-feppz-presentation.html' title='Last FEPPZ Presentation'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8202518825419614114</id><published>2010-07-29T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T01:21:40.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Run</title><content type='html'>Lots of things to be done but not going to give up during the last run.&lt;br /&gt;because I only live once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8202518825419614114?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8202518825419614114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8202518825419614114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-run.html' title='Last Run'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6449797814977170508</id><published>2010-07-28T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T00:31:38.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment and Chance</title><content type='html'>When I don't comment, it doesn't mean I consent. It means I'm giving you the chance. When I speak, I will never give face anymore. I can guarantee you that everything will turn ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6449797814977170508?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6449797814977170508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6449797814977170508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/comment-and-chance.html' title='Comment and Chance'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4420991897473378779</id><published>2010-07-24T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T04:04:29.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you really understand how much you mean to me.</title><content type='html'>Do you really understand how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;This is not a question.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever mean nothing,&lt;br /&gt;then there's no need for me to have wear it with me every single day.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever mean nothing,&lt;br /&gt;then I would not called you my Rose.&lt;br /&gt;I would not be so stupid to tease you for being my Rose all the time.&lt;br /&gt;And I would never be your Jack.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I treat you like a female.&lt;br /&gt;But that I am willing to give my life up for you.&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my life, that includes my life.&lt;br /&gt;Like how Jack sacrificed himself to let Rose live on.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to rmb how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;if I have to leave you one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I kept making fun of you and bullying you often recently.&lt;br /&gt;Not for the sake of my own happiness nor funniness I get.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to rmb the happy and funny things we have said when we are together.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to rmb how happy we were, the jokes we have laughed about together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much it means to me when you say:&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful today.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of you last night.&lt;br /&gt;Are you ok?&lt;br /&gt;Are you cold?&lt;br /&gt;Come, give me a hug.&lt;br /&gt;Come, Let me give you a hug.&lt;br /&gt;Etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be as perfect.&lt;br /&gt;You may not be the most good-looking person I ever know.&lt;br /&gt;You may be careless at times.&lt;br /&gt;You may not be the most caring person I ever know.&lt;br /&gt;But all these doesn't matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And you are the sweetest thing that has ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single night, I fear to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I fear to be awake.&lt;br /&gt;I fear all of these are a part of my sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I will need to wake up someday,&lt;br /&gt;only to realize you are just my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so ridiculous and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;But I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Good things don't always happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I'm one unlucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;Good things only stay with me awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Only to realize everything is just an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;A mirror of reflection of my own imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't measure the height, length and width of how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't define nor explain.&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe with words.&lt;br /&gt;I can't show you how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not Maths.&lt;br /&gt;It is not equivalent.&lt;br /&gt;Not smth that can be shown nor describe.&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid but I once promised I will be here.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you is just 8 alphabets with 2 spaces in the middle to separate the words.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can say it to anyone else with or without a meaning for it.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I feel so upset that I can't let you see what is going through my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;And it upsets me terribly when I know you don't feel good about smth yet you are not saying it.&lt;br /&gt;Because you didn't want to affect me.&lt;br /&gt;I know you just want to protect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the whole world, you may be a person.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, you are my whole world.&lt;br /&gt;You smile and I smile.&lt;br /&gt;You cry and I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;My Only One in the Universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4420991897473378779?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4420991897473378779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4420991897473378779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-really-understand-how-much-you.html' title='Do you really understand how much you mean to me.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4268234403109094772</id><published>2010-07-24T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T02:24:38.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men VS Ladies</title><content type='html'>It gets just as complicated when man bothers about someone else who,&lt;br /&gt;is in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;is still hanging out in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you declared that it's nothing but just friends.&lt;br /&gt;Out of 100 men,&lt;br /&gt;maybe only the 1 or 2 men believe you&lt;br /&gt;whereas the rest of the ladies will start gossiping about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4268234403109094772?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4268234403109094772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4268234403109094772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/men-vs-ladies.html' title='Men VS Ladies'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-5168825895606809146</id><published>2010-07-21T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:22:53.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible the Impossible</title><content type='html'>Ok, to be exact,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be away from SG for 40days 3 months later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do whatever thing that is possible,&lt;br /&gt;to make myself to forget about missing&lt;br /&gt;even though I know it is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to possible the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try my best.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make everything looks so beautiful and nice.&lt;br /&gt;So that, everything will look like how it is.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I love you, dan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-5168825895606809146?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5168825895606809146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5168825895606809146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/possible-impossible.html' title='Possible the Impossible'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2509845779693276220</id><published>2010-07-21T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:17:35.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I go GAH-GAH and I BITE!</title><content type='html'>I go GAH-GAH crazy when I'm so mad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't fucking care who the fuck you are.&lt;br /&gt;You don't even have the choice of deciding whether to like me or not.&lt;br /&gt;You are hated and unwanted in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just get lost, out and gone.&lt;br /&gt;In case, you didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;You SUCK, SO YOU GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OFF AND LEAVE!&lt;br /&gt;I go GAH-GAH and I BITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place,&lt;br /&gt;you are in no position to manipulate my life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you know I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I just don't give it a damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2509845779693276220?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2509845779693276220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2509845779693276220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-go-gah-gah-and-i-bite.html' title='I go GAH-GAH and I BITE!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4808054513513947672</id><published>2010-07-21T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:11:51.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iDETEST and iLOVE</title><content type='html'>Week 14 and im sick!&lt;br /&gt;im so down with flu and cough. :(&lt;br /&gt;Waited for so damn long to see a doc.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, polyclinics are supposed to wait.&lt;br /&gt;But do you know I waited for at least 4 hours?&lt;br /&gt;It's like monday blues and so many people!&lt;br /&gt;I feel more down to earth when I see many other people coughing and sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;However, I still feel im the extreme one, can!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like coughing and sneezing every single minute.&lt;br /&gt;And, im the only one doing that every single minute! Doh!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, im given:&lt;br /&gt;a bottle of pink cough syrup,&lt;br /&gt;a tab of 10 yellow flu pills,&lt;br /&gt;a tab of 10 lozenges,&lt;br /&gt;a 2-day MC.&lt;br /&gt;The doc even asked me if I need some antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I said NO!&lt;br /&gt;Hell NO!&lt;br /&gt;I hate antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of eating antibiotics all the time.&lt;br /&gt;They just taste sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;I detest falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;I detest eating medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I detest feeling upset.&lt;br /&gt;I detest not being able to eat happily.&lt;br /&gt;I detest feeling so "thrown-away".&lt;br /&gt;I detest throwing-out.&lt;br /&gt;I detest not being able to do anything except for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I detest feeling so weak.&lt;br /&gt;I DETEST, DETEST, DETEST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After detesting so many other things,&lt;br /&gt;there is nth else left for me to like about falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;At least at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I love dan's concerns and worries.&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of being loved.&lt;br /&gt;You can say I can't live without love.&lt;br /&gt;I would not disagree with you.&lt;br /&gt;I love dan.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I grumble alot.&lt;br /&gt;But there are still some little thing I like about all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iDETEST and iLOVE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4808054513513947672?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4808054513513947672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4808054513513947672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/idetest-and-ilove.html' title='iDETEST and iLOVE'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8514688654250459287</id><published>2010-07-03T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:38:03.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10 monthsary, Daniel.</title><content type='html'>Happy 10 monthsary, Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;Another 3 more months time we will be physically apart for 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I hope in these 3 months to come,&lt;br /&gt;nth happen will happen.&lt;br /&gt;At least when im aboard,&lt;br /&gt;both of us will not think so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;I will be strong and you will be strong too.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love you forever, no matter the distance,&lt;br /&gt;and I know you feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell the boy sitting beside me Happy 10 monthsary &amp; I love you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8514688654250459287?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8514688654250459287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8514688654250459287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-10-monthsary-daniel.html' title='Happy 10 monthsary, Daniel.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3146753461736688</id><published>2010-06-28T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:16:36.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>baby,&lt;br /&gt;Life is short.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we just have to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Because life is too short for us to be upset.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy, live the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I wish for you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3146753461736688?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3146753461736688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3146753461736688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/06/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4382124742197015619</id><published>2010-06-19T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:51:35.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Word - EMOTIONS</title><content type='html'>You go through different emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're confident and sometime you second-think it,&lt;br /&gt;and it's when you second-think it is when the problems come in.&lt;br /&gt;But you try to step up,&lt;br /&gt;and you have a spot in mind where you're gonna hit the ball and where you think you're gonna score and you do it,&lt;br /&gt;and you don't change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Once you've got that in your head,&lt;br /&gt;then you're confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- David Beckham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4382124742197015619?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4382124742197015619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4382124742197015619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-word-emotions.html' title='The Big Word - EMOTIONS'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-715804390621807284</id><published>2010-06-18T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:42:23.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like everything else in life,&lt;br /&gt;I just have to decide what to do with what I was given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-715804390621807284?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/715804390621807284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/715804390621807284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-everything-else-in-life-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8238671996709982166</id><published>2010-06-11T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:17:11.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to Success</title><content type='html'>The road to success is not &lt;b&gt;straight&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There is a curve called &lt;b&gt;failure&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;a loop called &lt;b&gt;confusion&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;speed bumps called &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;red lights called &lt;b&gt;enemies&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and caution lights called &lt;b&gt;family&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You will have flats called &lt;b&gt;jobs&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But if you have a spare called &lt;b&gt;determination&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;an engine called &lt;b&gt;perseverance&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;insurance called &lt;b&gt;faith&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and a driver called &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you will make it to a place called &lt;b&gt;success&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8238671996709982166?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8238671996709982166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8238671996709982166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/06/road-to-success.html' title='Road to Success'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6739327617556500553</id><published>2010-06-08T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:01:37.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here And There</title><content type='html'>I wish you are here.&lt;br /&gt;But you are not,&lt;br /&gt;you are there.&lt;br /&gt;And there doesn't&lt;br /&gt;know how lucky&lt;br /&gt;it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6739327617556500553?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6739327617556500553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6739327617556500553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-and-there.html' title='Here And There'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-5850744537081925865</id><published>2010-06-03T08:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:02:09.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ninth monthsary, love (:</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we let our love go unexpressed,&lt;br /&gt;Especially towards those we love the best.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want that to happen so,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;aving you by my side, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;very time I didn't get to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lways having you on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eminding myself that you love me as much as I Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;rying hard to concentrate on doing other stuffs than just missing you.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;u&gt;HEART&lt;/u&gt; knows me more than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful, to me.&lt;br /&gt;None of your scars can make me &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; you less.&lt;br /&gt;Because you are the most perfect thing in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever be afraid you are not the Mr. Perfect I thought you are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever be afraid you are breaking my heart you thought you are.&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't break my &lt;u&gt;HEART&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;it is not &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy ninth monthsary, ♥. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-5850744537081925865?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5850744537081925865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5850744537081925865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-ninth-monthsary-love.html' title='Happy ninth monthsary, love (:'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6469190372369478378</id><published>2010-05-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:33:12.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love's birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy 19th Birthday, Love! :)&lt;br /&gt;Make ur wish.&lt;br /&gt;They will come true.&lt;br /&gt;And I love you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6469190372369478378?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6469190372369478378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6469190372369478378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/loves-birthday.html' title='love&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-335744158459142260</id><published>2010-05-26T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:30:55.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not a fool for you to play around with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-335744158459142260?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/335744158459142260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/335744158459142260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-fool-for-you-to-play-around-with.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-5785224042962145982</id><published>2010-05-25T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:59:42.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>Did you know that ‘I told you so’ has a brother?&lt;br /&gt;His name is ‘Shut the hell up.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-5785224042962145982?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5785224042962145982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5785224042962145982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2432746370819071587</id><published>2010-05-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:20:11.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one you loved</title><content type='html'>When you loved the one who was killing you,&lt;br /&gt;it left you no options.&lt;br /&gt;How could you run, how could you fight,&lt;br /&gt;when doing so would hurt that beloved one?&lt;br /&gt;If your life was all you had to give your beloved,&lt;br /&gt;how could you not give it?&lt;br /&gt;If it was someone you truly loved?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2432746370819071587?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2432746370819071587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2432746370819071587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-you-loved.html' title='The one you loved'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4985769362677656936</id><published>2010-05-13T00:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:19:29.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing or Forever</title><content type='html'>I realized how much im afraid to lose someone in my life.&lt;br /&gt;im a scardy cat.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want anyone to disappear in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im selfish.&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep them with me. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lift my head from the place where I always do my work,&lt;br /&gt;I see a photo of my dad &amp; mum smiling,&lt;br /&gt;a photo of my brother that he took when he was in k2 graduation(he was cute)&lt;br /&gt;and a photo of my elder's sister chinese 15th birthday,&lt;br /&gt;with my brother &amp; I sitting beside her.&lt;br /&gt;The three of us smiled happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can that last?&lt;br /&gt;I really wish time can stop but I know it won't.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's selfish of me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want anything to change at all.&lt;br /&gt;Although I get angry at them at times,&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with them. Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4985769362677656936?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4985769362677656936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4985769362677656936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/losing-or-forever.html' title='Losing or Forever'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-7619902541279991688</id><published>2010-05-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:32:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Death comes by so easily.&lt;br /&gt;By then, everyone's eyes will  be on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-7619902541279991688?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7619902541279991688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7619902541279991688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-881204560019444071</id><published>2010-05-09T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:33:46.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bid goodbye</title><content type='html'>when everything is in place, it will be time to bid goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-881204560019444071?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/881204560019444071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/881204560019444071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/bid-goodbye.html' title='Bid goodbye'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8570363535482735791</id><published>2010-05-06T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:19:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got pissed off</title><content type='html'>I get so annoyed when I smile or say hello to ppl &amp; they don't respond.&lt;br /&gt;It's very rude!&lt;br /&gt;Not as if you didn't see it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get seriously pissed off for the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I decided that I should stop being angry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think I love occupying so much?&lt;br /&gt;So you think I love it so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on.&lt;br /&gt;If you are angry, im too!&lt;br /&gt;Being able to drive &amp; getting his license took away each single second more that I can ever spend with him.&lt;br /&gt;So, you still think I love it?!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;But there's nth I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes. I wanted him to pass &amp; he did.&lt;br /&gt;But I hate the fact that every single second has been taken away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think im being v stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I can sit in a car comfortably &amp; reach home safe &amp; fast.&lt;br /&gt;Why would I rather take a bus?&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you again.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, taking a bus requires more time.&lt;br /&gt;This means I have every single second more being with him.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it always makes me feel better when I can squeeze up the bus with him even when there are so many other ppl who are boarding the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to explain how much I like it when im in it.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I hate the fact that I have to squeeze with other ppl.&lt;br /&gt;But I just feel safe enough this way.&lt;br /&gt;Being safe is nv easy.&lt;br /&gt;But feeling safe is even harder.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I trust him enough that he will drive safely &amp; he deserve the trust when he was given a license.&lt;br /&gt;But it always bother me, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't trust him.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I got too vexed &amp; angry about myself when all I ever have in my mind is whether he reach his destination safely.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't trust him.&lt;br /&gt;I don't trust other impulsive drivers.&lt;br /&gt;What if one irresponsible drunk driver drive his way towards him &amp; he didn't manage to move away fast enough?&lt;br /&gt;Guys do have faster reflexes at most of the time, I can say so.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean it will be like that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;If it is that way, then there will be no more accidents occurring.&lt;br /&gt;I dread going to bed whenever I knew he's going to drive the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Having horrible nightmares about it.&lt;br /&gt;Although everyone always tells me how good it is to have a bf who can drive.&lt;br /&gt;We can have all the time in the world tgt &amp; at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, no one has understand what I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's ever you, do you still want to carry on thinking ur way?&lt;br /&gt;If you say yes, then forget abt the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is,&lt;br /&gt;you didn't understand what message im trying to bring out.&lt;br /&gt;It's because you have nv feel safe &amp; nv love someone enough to feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be trusting you more, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;My mind didn't allow me to shift my focus away from these thoughts immediately.&lt;br /&gt;And I will try hard to, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;And I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8570363535482735791?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8570363535482735791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8570363535482735791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-got-pissed-off.html' title='I got pissed off'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-511234590201424474</id><published>2010-05-03T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:34:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our 8th monthsary</title><content type='html'>Our 8th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I always doubt you love me as much.&lt;br /&gt;Though I always cry, just to see you.&lt;br /&gt;Though I always see you climbing out of bed early just for me.&lt;br /&gt;Though I always see you around me when im so sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;Though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You nv left.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are no right comments.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are no right guy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are no right answers.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just have to say what's in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;fate just &lt;b&gt;allow me to love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate leading me to future.&lt;br /&gt;The future we see is called 'Perhaps',&lt;br /&gt;which is the only possible thing to call the future.&lt;br /&gt;And the only important thing is not to allow anyone else participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Except for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm safe, I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm anxious, I'm without you.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm weak, I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm strong, I'm without you.&lt;br /&gt;When..&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy, &lt;b&gt;I'm with you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand.&lt;br /&gt;And I hold on tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;But you told me there's no next moment.&lt;br /&gt;As we only live in this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I hold on tightly, still.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live as if you were to die tomorrow, I heard.&lt;br /&gt;If that is going to be true,&lt;br /&gt;I will spend &lt;b&gt;my last hours with you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterlife to next life.&lt;br /&gt;If I could write a book,&lt;br /&gt;all the chapters would still be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Because my life keeps repeating all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do makes it easy to fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;And with a boy as sweet as you,&lt;br /&gt;there's not much else I can do, but to &lt;b&gt;fall for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's you.&lt;/b&gt; (And no one else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help who I love, I’m not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;I still want to &lt;b&gt;love you next life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever want,&lt;br /&gt;is to fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;And wake up to the warmth of your body &lt;b&gt;next to mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt,&lt;br /&gt;you are all I &lt;b&gt;dream&lt;/b&gt; about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are ever from ytd,&lt;br /&gt;I would bring you to today.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;hold you tight&lt;/b&gt; to wait for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only you&lt;/b&gt;, I don't ever want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do.&lt;br /&gt;Here, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;Being with you.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;I love you.&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-511234590201424474?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/511234590201424474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/511234590201424474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-8th-monthsary.html' title='our 8th monthsary'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2879607784847608983</id><published>2010-05-02T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:40:53.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts or Burdens?</title><content type='html'>Just like what the title is,&lt;br /&gt;my topic for this post is gifts or burdens?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, everywhere around the world,&lt;br /&gt;almost in every second,&lt;br /&gt;someone will be thinking what to buy as a gift for their friends or families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it a sincere gift or not,&lt;br /&gt;how do you decide what gift you are getting for the receiver?&lt;br /&gt;To be a prank, smth you see at the first look or smth useful or likable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that gifts are a presentation of appreciation to you,&lt;br /&gt;I still get pretty bothered over what's given to me.&lt;br /&gt;No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning 20 years old soon.&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 19 years, I have received different kind of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Be it sweets, chocolates, flowers, perfume, bags, cards etc.&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, while I was packing my stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;I realized I got many things of the same categories.&lt;br /&gt;I have one whole big stacks of:&lt;br /&gt;1. notebooks,&lt;br /&gt;2. files,&lt;br /&gt;3. mickeys,&lt;br /&gt;4. accessories,&lt;br /&gt;5. cards,&lt;br /&gt;6. sweets,&lt;br /&gt;7. chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have eaten the sweets &amp; chocolates already. haha&lt;br /&gt;First on the list is a stack of notebooks.&lt;br /&gt;I counted &amp; I have 20 over notebooks of different kinds.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I stopped counting half way &amp; threw everything into the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;When I was looking at it,&lt;br /&gt;I found out that at the back of one particular notebook,&lt;br /&gt;there is a price tag tagged on it, "$0.80".&lt;br /&gt;I let out a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;He or she should check again before giving it to people as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine yourself with over 20 different notebooks in your room&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you can't finish using them?&lt;br /&gt;People are continuously giving it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look &amp; think about the gifts other people received,&lt;br /&gt;I find the gifts they received are so much different from mine.&lt;br /&gt;I see that they receive things like,&lt;br /&gt;1. clothes,&lt;br /&gt;2. cute soft toys,&lt;br /&gt;3. things that they like,&lt;br /&gt;4. bags.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; of course alot more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least till now,&lt;br /&gt;I don't see anyone of them receiving tons of notebooks like I did.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;the tons of notebooks I had received has become my burden.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, it was supposed to be a gift for me.&lt;br /&gt;However, they ended up being a burden to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the rest of the things that I can't get to use them,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any idea what should I do to them.&lt;br /&gt;Throwing it away is like throwing other people's heart for buying the gift for you away.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't know how to handles these items labelled as "GIFTS",&lt;br /&gt;but eventually I labelled them as "BURDENS" instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering..&lt;br /&gt;Just a little curious..&lt;br /&gt;How many of you have experienced such things?&lt;br /&gt;haha I hope they ain't too many.&lt;br /&gt;As to receive things that you can't use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2879607784847608983?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2879607784847608983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2879607784847608983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/05/gifts-or-burdens.html' title='Gifts or Burdens?'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3016366343702175402</id><published>2010-04-25T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:13:59.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another round of tough examination</title><content type='html'>Is god giving me another round of exams?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;don't&lt;/s&gt; think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I ever stop having these kind of tough examination.&lt;br /&gt;I just want everyone to sit down tgt,&lt;br /&gt;laugh tgt,&lt;br /&gt;eat tgt,&lt;br /&gt;talk &amp; laugh tgt,&lt;br /&gt;do everything tgt like a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of&lt;br /&gt;quarrels,&lt;br /&gt;arguments,&lt;br /&gt;not happy with each other etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;Is that really so hard for all of you to come tgt?&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the verge on giving up.&lt;br /&gt;Give me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3016366343702175402?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3016366343702175402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3016366343702175402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-round-of-examination.html' title='Another round of tough examination'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4268854073147985145</id><published>2010-04-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:08:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday! :D</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to baby's daddy &amp; uncle!&lt;br /&gt;So nice to have a sibling having the same birthday as you!&lt;br /&gt;TWIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have one too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4268854073147985145?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4268854073147985145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4268854073147985145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday-d.html' title='Birthday! :D'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4805686681948616860</id><published>2010-04-13T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:04:21.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby got his license!</title><content type='html'>weeee~&lt;br /&gt;baby got his driving license! :D&lt;br /&gt;I told you that you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so right! hehe&lt;br /&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;When you believe you can, you can. :D&lt;br /&gt;So great that you took less than a year to pass it!&lt;br /&gt;I think I will take a much longer time than you.&lt;br /&gt;haha! my smart boy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4805686681948616860?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4805686681948616860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4805686681948616860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-got-his-license.html' title='baby got his license!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8955765490075556186</id><published>2010-04-13T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:53:29.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥♥ driving exam</title><content type='html'>♥♥,&lt;br /&gt;in hours to come,&lt;br /&gt;you will have your driving exams.&lt;br /&gt;I know you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;So don't give yourself any amt of stress.&lt;br /&gt;Just do what you can. :D&lt;br /&gt;If you believe you can, you can.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I believe you can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign off,&lt;br /&gt;your ♥♥.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8955765490075556186?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8955765490075556186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8955765490075556186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/04/driving-exam.html' title='♥♥ driving exam'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2973316529880852835</id><published>2010-04-03T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:24:20.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend is back! :)</title><content type='html'>My best friend is back in sg!&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to see her.&lt;br /&gt;She went to vietnam for 2 weeks &amp; she's finally back in sg today!&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb her flight left sg early in the morning at 5+am.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to send her off.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't sleep until 6+ 7am.&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I know I will not be able to see her for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Has been thinking how is everything for her when she's there.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I went to budget terminal to wait for her flight.&lt;br /&gt;When I was on my way to airport,&lt;br /&gt;I can only find 2 words to describe how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Excited &amp; nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nv tot that having my best friend leaving the country makes me feel so unwell.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we don't call each other everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we don't see each other everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach the arrival hall,&lt;br /&gt;I was walking up &amp; down.&lt;br /&gt;When I see her queueing and waiting to come out.&lt;br /&gt;When she came out, i walked towards her.&lt;br /&gt;I even circled around her a few times.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't see me until I stood behind her friend.&lt;br /&gt;Her friend must have tot im a weird girl. haha&lt;br /&gt;I can see she is very surprise. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, I received yilong's sms &amp; I was so happy that im going to airport to welcome her back in sg! :)&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited &amp; nervous that I couldn't sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing about her vietnam trip &amp; the things that has happened,&lt;br /&gt;im so glad that she has escaped all the risks that she faced in vietname.&lt;br /&gt;I thank god &amp; thank all her friends who helped her escape. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting went to the hospital when she was in vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad she is better now.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she gets well fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad my best friend is back. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2973316529880852835?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2973316529880852835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2973316529880852835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-best-friend-is-back.html' title='My Best Friend is back! :)'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8130372217320432095</id><published>2010-04-03T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:39:33.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven monthsary, love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7dgDJqOQTI/AAAAAAAABdc/ahSQNpbjSu8/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7dgDJqOQTI/AAAAAAAABdc/ahSQNpbjSu8/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy seven monthsary, my love. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's been seven months, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are no right moments,&lt;br /&gt;right guys,&lt;br /&gt;right answers&lt;br /&gt;maybe you just have to say what's in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;1. Click on Google.com&lt;br /&gt;2. Search Who's the cutest?&lt;br /&gt;3. Click I'm feeling lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;YOU ARE&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me to show you who I love,&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ask me Who's the one I love?&lt;br /&gt;3. I will show you - I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7dgCvo-kyI/AAAAAAAABdU/lPctwlTojNU/s1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7dgCvo-kyI/AAAAAAAABdU/lPctwlTojNU/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me to show you how much I need you,&lt;br /&gt;1. Look into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ask me how much you are needed in my life?&lt;br /&gt;3. I will tell you - I need you just like how much I need oxygen to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7df8m4fb1I/AAAAAAAABdM/HNNM-UPrexQ/s1600/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7df8m4fb1I/AAAAAAAABdM/HNNM-UPrexQ/s400/hand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8130372217320432095?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8130372217320432095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8130372217320432095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/04/seven-monthsary-love.html' title='seven monthsary, love :)'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S7dgDJqOQTI/AAAAAAAABdc/ahSQNpbjSu8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3243073695322596521</id><published>2010-03-21T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T01:53:34.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want</title><content type='html'>I just want to get MGL shorts!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get more lens!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get more nice things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I just want iTouch!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I strike off the above line?&lt;br /&gt;It's because a few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;I had a nightmare about iTouch! haha!&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I bought it &amp; I was regretting like hell that I got iTouch instead of iPhone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man! What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;What should I get for myself?&lt;br /&gt;nvm, I still have plenty of time to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3243073695322596521?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3243073695322596521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3243073695322596521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-want.html' title='I just want'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3780547953576588192</id><published>2010-03-16T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:04:24.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Line between Real &amp; Fake</title><content type='html'>Sometimes whatever you are &lt;u&gt;in&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you may feel so &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;But,&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time,&lt;br /&gt;It is just a &lt;u&gt;trap&lt;/u&gt; to make you feel &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3780547953576588192?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3780547953576588192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3780547953576588192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/line-between-real-fake.html' title='Line between Real &amp; Fake'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1937047775895108169</id><published>2010-03-13T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:42:42.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;FOREVER.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;b&gt;BASTARD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1937047775895108169?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1937047775895108169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1937047775895108169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-you.html' title='I hate you!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4968476518672384301</id><published>2010-03-12T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:46:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan recovery :D</title><content type='html'>Dan is finally ok now.&lt;br /&gt;Recovering from his fever etc. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4968476518672384301?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4968476518672384301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4968476518672384301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/dan-is-finally-ok-now.html' title='Dan recovery :D'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8377867513096605913</id><published>2010-03-12T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:46:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying to God</title><content type='html'>I prayed to god that you will be ok tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8377867513096605913?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8377867513096605913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8377867513096605913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-prayed-to-god-that-you-will-be-ok.html' title='Praying to God'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3509757873283483722</id><published>2010-03-10T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:41:05.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thank God.</title><content type='html'>我感谢上帝。&lt;br /&gt;在人海茫茫之中，&lt;br /&gt;应许我遇见你、认出你、爱上你。&lt;br /&gt;并且，属于你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我感谢上帝。&lt;br /&gt;在人海茫茫之中。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3509757873283483722?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3509757873283483722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3509757873283483722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-thank-god.html' title='I Thank God.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1408579543453949740</id><published>2010-03-09T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:32:58.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out Loud, I wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;h1&gt;&lt;s&gt;SECRETS&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; which I can't say it out &lt;b&gt;&lt;h1&gt;LOUD!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1408579543453949740?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1408579543453949740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1408579543453949740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/shout-out-loud-i-wish.html' title='Shout Out Loud, I wish.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1030222998315860577</id><published>2010-03-06T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:09:43.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still awake at 3:05AM</title><content type='html'>I'm still awake now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Because im meeting the girls at 10:40AM for SMU trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever happen to hear me,&lt;br /&gt;please tell me im in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Please wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;Please let me have my lovely family back.&lt;br /&gt;Please let things go back to how it was, like in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;I plead you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1030222998315860577?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1030222998315860577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1030222998315860577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-awake-at-305am.html' title='Still awake at 3:05AM'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6423726661702902656</id><published>2010-03-05T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:05:02.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold war ended.</title><content type='html'>Cold war with mummy finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to mention a word about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of cold wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home is a place I HAD always wanted to be at when im scared.&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;idk anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6423726661702902656?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6423726661702902656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6423726661702902656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/cold-war-ended.html' title='Cold war ended.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8096575870470544651</id><published>2010-03-04T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:03:02.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of exams!</title><content type='html'>No more exams &amp; MORE of Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Today is the last day of my Year 2 Semester 2 Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;When school reopens,&lt;br /&gt;I will be a year 3 student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more playing a fool.&lt;br /&gt;No more late nights out.&lt;br /&gt;No more laziness.&lt;br /&gt;No more late nights sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;No more computer games.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old as time flies.&lt;br /&gt;How old will I be till the world ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Last day of exams.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I went out to enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;Went K-ing with FEPPZ for the very first time!&lt;br /&gt;The 5 of us, all present.&lt;br /&gt;We sang for 6 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;A pity we didn't take any photos.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Astons for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Was very full! Overloaded!&lt;br /&gt;Well, nice food they serve.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we went separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to parkway bus stop &amp; bus down to baby's house.&lt;br /&gt;Spent like at least an hour on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Had thought thru alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's just at most 2 hours with my lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;I just miss him alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 more days to seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;I love you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8096575870470544651?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8096575870470544651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8096575870470544651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-exams.html' title='End of exams!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3165692415899880112</id><published>2010-03-03T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:37:59.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Periods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;3 final exams for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 1 last left. :)&lt;br /&gt;tmr is accounts final exam.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;My accounts book is lost! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how im going to study!&lt;br /&gt;I think i should try writing what I can rmb down as revision.&lt;br /&gt;Or should i just leave it like that &amp;amp; go for exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's see if how much will i get for accounts when i get my results.&lt;br /&gt;I heard we will be taking results on the 18  March.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me LUCK! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3165692415899880112?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3165692415899880112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3165692415899880112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/exam-periods.html' title='Exam Periods'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3557854985875012794</id><published>2010-03-03T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T02:51:36.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>number SIX monthsary with lovelove! :)</title><content type='html'>Number two-hundred-SIXty entry on lingg-est@bs.&lt;br /&gt;DEDICATED to&lt;br /&gt;my LOVELOVE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our SIX monthsary! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, do you know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;never met you.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there would be no need to impress you. No need to want you. No need for heartbreaks. No need for pains or tears. No need for wetting my pillow with tears. No need for crying myself to sleep. No need, for everything you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;I did meet you.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you were the one who always asked me if anything was wrong. You were the one who loved me for me. The one who cared when everyone else didn't. The one who listened. The one who stayed up late just to talk about the randomest shit ever. You were the one who i told secrets to. The one who taught me new things. The one who laughed at my bad jokes. The one who did things, just for me.&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never regret the choice of crossing the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Because I met you at the other end of the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply just love how your heart&lt;br /&gt;is filled by so many but&lt;br /&gt;still has room for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when&lt;br /&gt;I say "I'm okay",&lt;br /&gt;You would look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;hug me tight and tell me,&lt;br /&gt;"I know you are not."&lt;br /&gt;You never fails to see my tears even before they begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FEp4IQM7I/AAAAAAAABcE/Xo-Hfa70cNg/s1600-h/Most+Common+Lie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FEp4IQM7I/AAAAAAAABcE/Xo-Hfa70cNg/s400/Most+Common+Lie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night,&lt;br /&gt;I cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you much more than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; because of you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FDJ9ZyBuI/AAAAAAAABb8/keqfS5GgpII/s1600-h/i+found+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FDJ9ZyBuI/AAAAAAAABb8/keqfS5GgpII/s400/i+found+love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning when I first wake up,&lt;br /&gt;what that comes into my mind is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FCpJ3yuWI/AAAAAAAABb0/oVEXq1sAwAA/s1600-h/i+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FCpJ3yuWI/AAAAAAAABb0/oVEXq1sAwAA/s400/i+love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I can have my breakfast with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I would love to continue sleeping in my warm bed with your warm hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing every of my lovely morning with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of letters do matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FEqUwvtAI/AAAAAAAABcM/MkYmRhbr6as/s1600-h/you+means+everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FEqUwvtAI/AAAAAAAABcM/MkYmRhbr6as/s400/you+means+everything.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE:&lt;br /&gt;7 letters, all my promises to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hug you for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I say,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's explains why:&lt;br /&gt;When we are together,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stop the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could keep you in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FHcaVD5jI/AAAAAAAABcc/NsHtYYcSJs8/s1600-h/miss+you+as+we+say+bye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FHcaVD5jI/AAAAAAAABcc/NsHtYYcSJs8/s400/miss+you+as+we+say+bye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FG_KrzF6I/AAAAAAAABcU/KNXlgGMcDdw/s1600-h/empty+feeling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FG_KrzF6I/AAAAAAAABcU/KNXlgGMcDdw/s400/empty+feeling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FIqThH5-I/AAAAAAAABck/gsExIK5L5cU/s1600-h/our+own+happy+ending.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FIqThH5-I/AAAAAAAABck/gsExIK5L5cU/s400/our+own+happy+ending.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FNlX5qdNI/AAAAAAAABc8/o8ybTt_JoXc/s1600-h/everything+to+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FNlX5qdNI/AAAAAAAABc8/o8ybTt_JoXc/s400/everything+to+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love everything of you.&lt;br /&gt;(*Click this graphic below.&lt;br /&gt;It is suppose to be animated. GIF file.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it just fail to work here*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FMAODDGyI/AAAAAAAABcs/cG7R9jEhjXk/s1600-h/i+love+you.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FMAODDGyI/AAAAAAAABcs/cG7R9jEhjXk/s400/i+love+you.gif" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise me,&lt;br /&gt;You will&lt;br /&gt;take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;and tell me you would&lt;br /&gt;take me anywhere. WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FNk_Dn15I/AAAAAAAABc0/YfVepxQ4bWY/s1600-h/take+me+with+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FNk_Dn15I/AAAAAAAABc0/YfVepxQ4bWY/s400/take+me+with+you.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;in case you have not decided&lt;br /&gt;to bring me along with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FQAnG0_II/AAAAAAAABdE/k4eJQwgp0fA/s1600-h/waiting+for+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FQAnG0_II/AAAAAAAABdE/k4eJQwgp0fA/s400/waiting+for+you.jpg" border="0" alt="" id=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &amp;amp; happy SIX monthsary! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3557854985875012794?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3557854985875012794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3557854985875012794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/number-six-monthsary-with-lovelove.html' title='number SIX monthsary with lovelove! :)'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S5FEp4IQM7I/AAAAAAAABcE/Xo-Hfa70cNg/s72-c/Most+Common+Lie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8955928035876504413</id><published>2010-03-02T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:10:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4zj2LXDNYI/AAAAAAAABbs/65CZAl-X71w/s1600-h/wait+for+your+turn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4zj2LXDNYI/AAAAAAAABbs/65CZAl-X71w/s400/wait+for+your+turn.gif" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt:&lt;br /&gt;You need to wait for your turn.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8955928035876504413?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8955928035876504413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8955928035876504413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/lesson-learnt-you-need-to-wait-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4zj2LXDNYI/AAAAAAAABbs/65CZAl-X71w/s72-c/wait+for+your+turn.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8135341403748792272</id><published>2010-03-01T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:41:04.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am better than Elvis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I got an 'A' in music class.&lt;br /&gt;But Elvis got a 'C' in music class.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4tqhsl1ZvI/AAAAAAAABbk/8pf5HvcX74Q/s1600-h/Elvis+Grade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4tqhsl1ZvI/AAAAAAAABbk/8pf5HvcX74Q/s400/Elvis+Grade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8135341403748792272?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8135341403748792272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8135341403748792272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-better-than-elvis.html' title='I am better than Elvis!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4tqhsl1ZvI/AAAAAAAABbk/8pf5HvcX74Q/s72-c/Elvis+Grade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-9068803725290358214</id><published>2010-03-01T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:43:34.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leva's Polka?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of a song call Leva's Polka? :)&lt;br /&gt;A girl spinning a leek.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few funny versions I found. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Long Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNDh_tFIHn4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNDh_tFIHn4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leek Spinning Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbubuGjFDQ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbubuGjFDQ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onion Smash Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLZZmjZMjgk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLZZmjZMjgk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this song irritating but very funny. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ok end of Leva's Polka entry. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-9068803725290358214?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/9068803725290358214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/9068803725290358214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/03/levas-polka.html' title='Leva&apos;s Polka?'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1569570107809482676</id><published>2010-02-28T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:02:59.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4n48CdPvJI/AAAAAAAABbc/s4ZfgQxmtuI/s1600-h/center+of+their+lives.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4n48CdPvJI/AAAAAAAABbc/s4ZfgQxmtuI/s400/center+of+their+lives.gif" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1569570107809482676?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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heart.</title><content type='html'>I love listening to your open heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8666289069885537428?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8666289069885537428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8666289069885537428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-open-heart.html' title='Your open heart.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-9221656911386518799</id><published>2010-02-14T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:46:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our first valentine day happens to fall on the first day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy V Day, lovelove! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a3apguO1I/AAAAAAAABbU/jf7oUX50ssA/s1600-h/we+are+each+other.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a3apguO1I/AAAAAAAABbU/jf7oUX50ssA/s400/we+are+each+other.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-9221656911386518799?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/9221656911386518799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/9221656911386518799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-first-valentine-day-happens-to-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a3apguO1I/AAAAAAAABbU/jf7oUX50ssA/s72-c/we+are+each+other.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3362294270066970577</id><published>2010-02-14T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:50:01.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese new year! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3362294270066970577?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3362294270066970577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3362294270066970577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-d.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1564515452091367205</id><published>2010-02-03T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:44:53.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fifth Monthsary, baby. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of billions of people in the world,&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad god let us meet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad god let me find you out of all the people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad god let me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always tell me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a0_UOsX6I/AAAAAAAABa8/QercVSr7mvI/s1600-h/worry+less.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a0_UOsX6I/AAAAAAAABa8/QercVSr7mvI/s400/worry+less.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will shelter everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why I think we are perfect for each other?&lt;br /&gt;It's because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a1otLx5DI/AAAAAAAABbE/8GWtjFBE8wE/s1600-h/weird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a1otLx5DI/AAAAAAAABbE/8GWtjFBE8wE/s400/weird.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have my imperfections,&lt;br /&gt;and those are what makes me unique,&lt;br /&gt;and trust me when I say&lt;br /&gt;you will NEVER find any other girl like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;you are just like the center of my attention for every single millisecond.&lt;br /&gt;When you are around, you never fail to be my single point of attention.&lt;br /&gt;When you are not around, you never fail to be the only one running in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;You never fail to create rainbows when a storm comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard on you to try so hard to protect me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a2VvP3ugI/AAAAAAAABbM/LZ5IbOGuO9k/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a2VvP3ugI/AAAAAAAABbM/LZ5IbOGuO9k/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1564515452091367205?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1564515452091367205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1564515452091367205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/02/fifth-monthsary-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/S4a0_UOsX6I/AAAAAAAABa8/QercVSr7mvI/s72-c/worry+less.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-7663866476623103283</id><published>2010-01-20T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:01:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby's words</title><content type='html'>baby said,&lt;br /&gt;what I say not counted.&lt;br /&gt;what he said then considered.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-7663866476623103283?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7663866476623103283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7663866476623103283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/01/babys-words.html' title='baby&apos;s words'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8752582079879093036</id><published>2010-01-16T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:32:30.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What kind of friend am I?&lt;br /&gt;I am nth but a pile of shit with nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get my friends to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even pull my friends up.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even encourage them.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even motivate them.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here to help.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here to care.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here to love.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here to protect.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here not to betray.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here not to hate.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even let them feel I'm here not to embarrass.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even do something for them.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even be of any help.&lt;br /&gt;I am just some irritating fly.&lt;br /&gt;I am irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I am noisy.&lt;br /&gt;I am disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bully.&lt;br /&gt;I am hot-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;I am a clown.&lt;br /&gt;I am to be laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;I am to be hate.&lt;br /&gt;I am to be scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of daughter am I?&lt;br /&gt;I am a bad daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I waste money.&lt;br /&gt;I waste electricity.&lt;br /&gt;I waste food.&lt;br /&gt;I waste water.&lt;br /&gt;I waste oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;I grumble when I'm told to do things.&lt;br /&gt;I vent anger when I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;I am good for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a good daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I scold for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I scream for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I yell for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of sister am I?&lt;br /&gt;I am a bad sister.&lt;br /&gt;I am an irritating sister.&lt;br /&gt;I complain when things are not done.&lt;br /&gt;I complain when things are done wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;I pick on you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care abt you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't speak up for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of gf am I?&lt;br /&gt;I am not lovely enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not caring enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not feminine enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not tall enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not pretty enough.&lt;br /&gt;I did not love you enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not someone you can be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;I am always angry.&lt;br /&gt;I speak loudly.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh loudly.&lt;br /&gt;I scream loudly.&lt;br /&gt;I scold loudly.&lt;br /&gt;I am not trustworthy enough.&lt;br /&gt;I always fail to be there when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;I always fail to be the first to hear you out.&lt;br /&gt;I always fail to be the first person you see when you are awake.&lt;br /&gt;I always fail to be understanding enough.&lt;br /&gt;I always fail to do what I wanted to do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a person am I?&lt;br /&gt;I agrue.&lt;br /&gt;I stink.&lt;br /&gt;I suck in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;I am a failure.&lt;br /&gt;I have done nothing right from the day I'm born.&lt;br /&gt;I am rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;I am tyrant.&lt;br /&gt;I am nth good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just all these 70 good reasons.&lt;br /&gt;It tells how terrible a person am I.&lt;br /&gt;It tells how much I fail in life.&lt;br /&gt;It tells how bad I am at things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8752582079879093036?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8752582079879093036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8752582079879093036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-kind-of-friend-am-i-i-am-nth-but.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3055701581447990712</id><published>2010-01-06T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:21:55.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO SCHOOL DAY ON WED!&lt;br /&gt;But went back to sch for open house briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just spent like 1&amp;half hour JUST trying to sort our the slots.&lt;br /&gt;As they do not have enough people on some slots.&lt;br /&gt;They told us to discuss with each other &amp; change according.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think they could have done it a better way.&lt;br /&gt;Because we do not know each other,&lt;br /&gt;of course we won't talk to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could have just arrange us to different slots&lt;br /&gt;&amp; announce it to us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if anyone can't make it for that shift,&lt;br /&gt;just swap with someone else from that shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is just a kind of flexibility each of us see.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just feel time was not well-spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Yi Jie for getting us the shirts first. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, he got quite a good estimation.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;He gave us the right size!&lt;br /&gt;At least that is one happy thing that ease my anger.&lt;br /&gt;Was so upset when I knew I was supposed to spent 1&amp;half hour on the time slot stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have CHANGED my shift from thurs to fri&lt;br /&gt;as there is an overwhelm responses for the thurs time slot.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope something pleasant will happen on friday itself.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3055701581447990712?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3055701581447990712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3055701581447990712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-school-day-on-wed-but-went-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-5035715536394340981</id><published>2010-01-04T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:11:50.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 !</title><content type='html'>First day of school for 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;No lessons for most lessons.&lt;br /&gt;No energy for everything else other than sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Let me work hard for this new year of 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a pat on my back&lt;br /&gt;&amp; told myself I tried my best for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to 2010&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I know I'm going to love this year! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-5035715536394340981?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5035715536394340981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5035715536394340981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010 !'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2950337705765259873</id><published>2010-01-03T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:09:19.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th monthsary! :D</title><content type='html'>Happy 4th monthsary, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so glad that you haven't forgotten abt 4th month being tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Is very happy yet guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Because I forgot about it until the day before our special day.&lt;br /&gt;I was rather stressed abt school work&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im sorry, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, i love you the same like before.&lt;br /&gt;Never changing, not even a tiny ant size of love for you changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars light up the sky,&lt;br /&gt;on a dark night.&lt;br /&gt;You light up my life,&lt;br /&gt;just like what the stars did that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars are by our side.&lt;br /&gt;Shinning so specially bright like our special night.&lt;br /&gt;But when the storm came,&lt;br /&gt;you stood in front of me &amp; let me hide in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I set my eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;as you glow in the dark night.&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful eyes blinded mine.&lt;br /&gt;All I can ever see was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart shouts for your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you look into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You said, You love me.&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks turned pinkish like the color I love.&lt;br /&gt;I knew, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days passed,&lt;br /&gt;I see everything that you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im convinced you love me.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's "us" in my dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;I will never ask you why.&lt;br /&gt;Because you are part of "us".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Because I have made up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;to be by your side forever,&lt;br /&gt;to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you through your difficult times like nobody else can.&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you in a storm to keep you warm like nobody else can.&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you to be you umbrella in the rain like nobody else can.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I will be with you to be your sunshine, if your world is in the dark, like nobody else can.&lt;br /&gt;I will be here to love you like nobody else can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when im with you.&lt;br /&gt;Time crawls when im without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like gambling;&lt;br /&gt;you try many times,&lt;br /&gt;lose many,&lt;br /&gt;but only win big &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmb you planted a love rose in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the love rose in my heart mature into a garden?&lt;br /&gt;A wild flower to be nurture.&lt;br /&gt;Pure pleasure tends the softest soil to harden.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the heart requires the amount of sunshine from our happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Yearning blooms when it becomes a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us, a melody that waters our love.&lt;br /&gt;Our love that will be strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Repeating our song to strengthen our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else, you mean to me,&lt;br /&gt;On the very first day, I set my eyes on you.&lt;br /&gt;Not a single word I can use, to describe my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I remain silent to allow you to feel my specially love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Head to the garden &amp; we plant more love rose of ours.&lt;br /&gt;So that we still know we love each other&lt;br /&gt;And for our love rose to mature into a garden.&lt;br /&gt;Restoring each love rose to passion we can feel.&lt;br /&gt;You just have to rmb, I will be here to love you like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; till death do us part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2950337705765259873?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2950337705765259873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2950337705765259873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-4th-monthsary-d.html' title='Happy 4th monthsary! :D'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4084199120570523887</id><published>2010-01-01T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:13:51.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONOPOLY-DEAL-ATHORN~</title><content type='html'>Played monoploy deal for more than 6hours!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last few hours of 2009 &amp; the first 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;tgt with dan &amp; geneve playing monoploy deal.&lt;br /&gt;danston only joined in halfway.&lt;br /&gt;I find geneve so cute!&lt;br /&gt;When she was playing the game,&lt;br /&gt;her reaction is cute to me.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;idk how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;but dan don't be jealous! lol.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I name this activity:&lt;br /&gt;MONOPLOY-DEAL-ATHORN!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2010 ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this new 2010 year,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be bothered by some female animals,&lt;br /&gt;who like to boost around &amp; "catwalk" around.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to that! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4084199120570523887?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4084199120570523887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4084199120570523887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2010/01/monopoly-deal-athorn.html' title='MONOPOLY-DEAL-ATHORN~'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6615457004112715196</id><published>2009-12-31T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:07:00.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEPPZ 1st FRIEND-SARY! :D</title><content type='html'>FEPPZ is one year old today!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FRIEND-SARY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6615457004112715196?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6615457004112715196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6615457004112715196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/feppz-1st-friend-sary-d.html' title='FEPPZ 1st FRIEND-SARY! :D'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2714444063830027967</id><published>2009-12-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:02:09.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th birthday!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MYSELF! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes for myself?&lt;br /&gt;Everything to go smoothly!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; love everything im going to do!&lt;br /&gt;No more falling sick anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking about:&lt;br /&gt;that star pendant.&lt;br /&gt;(not any ordinary. My lucky charm i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what else I want for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;But I just want to thank everyone's wishes &amp; presents!&lt;br /&gt;I love them! (:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;Quite surprised when my long lost friends msg me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; even more surprise when i realized there are over 100 people wishing me!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realized that I still have at least 100 friends who knows abt my birthday &amp; still wish me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so happy.&lt;br /&gt;But lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank my parents for making this possible.&lt;br /&gt;If they had not give birth to me,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be what i'm now!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I love my sister!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Although at times I grumble &amp; says I hate you or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;it is nv the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know I just love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; great thanks to dan.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im so glad you stand by me when I had my fears.&lt;br /&gt;Although sounds quite funny abt my fears,&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you stand by me through-out.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my dear.&lt;br /&gt;I love you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks FEPPZ, PJ, Shidah, Nurul &amp; Sherlyn!&lt;br /&gt;Sherlyn for the cake.&lt;br /&gt;PJ, Shidah, Nurul &amp; Sherlyn for the present.&lt;br /&gt;FEPPZ for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the birthday treats&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the presents!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although didn't have the time to celebrate this year,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still feeling quite ok. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Thanks to my second auntie who rmbs my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&amp; still cook an egg for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Thanks to my cousin who was celebrating his own birthday&lt;br /&gt;&amp; still wish me happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my little cousin, Charlene! (:&lt;br /&gt;Wish you will be happy too! &amp; ur wishes *blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks DANSTON &amp; GENEVE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sorry geneve. Didn't know that was you.&lt;br /&gt;But really thanks alot for the effort! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the presents people!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 19th birthday ended with much love. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2714444063830027967?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2714444063830027967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2714444063830027967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/19th-birthday.html' title='19th birthday!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8293114448134363707</id><published>2009-12-24T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:18:32.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So near festive season.</title><content type='html'>another 24hours to christmas.&lt;br /&gt;another 48hours to birthday.&lt;br /&gt;another 72hours to end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish to be alone maybe fore this 72hours.&lt;br /&gt;but I know it is 0% possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Like:&lt;br /&gt;projs meetings,&lt;br /&gt;cousin birthday,&lt;br /&gt;etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to say that my hols are spent on projs&lt;br /&gt;nor trying to say im feeling very angry abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm rather pleased that my 2 weeks of break is wisely used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just don't understand what is really going thru each &amp; everyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;I can't read them but I wish I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel you got anything to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me straight into my face ok?&lt;br /&gt;I rather know it than guess it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year,&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes?&lt;br /&gt;To be posted on 26dec'09.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8293114448134363707?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8293114448134363707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8293114448134363707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-near-festive-season.html' title='So near festive season.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-544990063490282257</id><published>2009-12-21T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:11:51.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x'mas OUTING!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the great presents from you girls!&lt;br /&gt;I really love it!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; also thanks to SHERLYN for the lovely cake she baked for us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went eating &amp; exchange gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Picked Pei Jun again this year.&lt;br /&gt;Bluffed everyone I got Feli.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;She got a shock thoug.&lt;br /&gt;I keep laughing when i think of her reaction. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;I feel LOVED. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-544990063490282257?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/544990063490282257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/544990063490282257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-outing.html' title='x&apos;mas OUTING!'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2711393304082753708</id><published>2009-12-16T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:44:08.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only time can stop.</title><content type='html'>You used one min to write.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I used one min being stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; left me crying for an hour in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the problem with this world?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it me?&lt;br /&gt;Kept me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tot we are more than just&lt;br /&gt;"HI &amp; BYE".&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL today, I just realized I'm a&lt;br /&gt;"BYE"&lt;br /&gt;to you &amp; is a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad am I actually?&lt;br /&gt;How lousy a friend am I actually?&lt;br /&gt;How cruel am I actually?&lt;br /&gt;How much am I a nightmare to you?&lt;br /&gt;How many bad things have I done to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't face the fact that this is happening to me again.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I tried to do my best to keep my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;I never succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I have no confidence to keep this best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I never succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm afraid to try to move a step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now standing in the middle of a big field,&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of a small square,&lt;br /&gt;having no extra space to move forward nor backward.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you getting further away from me with more hatred,&lt;br /&gt;only wanting time to pass faster so that you can say bye bye to me asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only time can stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only time can be rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only time can travel back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only nothing like this happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2711393304082753708?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2711393304082753708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2711393304082753708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-only-time-can-stop.html' title='If only time can stop.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3585713569637002497</id><published>2009-12-08T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:47:57.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just saw a ghost wandering around.&lt;br /&gt;Much efforts made to let me realize it's around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3585713569637002497?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3585713569637002497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3585713569637002497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-saw-ghost-wandering-around.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1674386125269831562</id><published>2009-12-03T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:33:53.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd monthsary. (:</title><content type='html'>I’ve never been love-crazy before,&lt;br /&gt;and to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;I always thought people who acted&lt;br /&gt;like they were must be exaggerating a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was before you came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;You have affected me like no one else ever has.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve made me feel like I've never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;I think about you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;When I am not with you, I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you, I just cant get enough of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole world has been turned upside down.&lt;br /&gt;It's terrible yet wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hope it never ends,&lt;br /&gt;because loving you is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for no specific reason.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you without any condition.&lt;br /&gt;I care without asking something in return.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate and not expecting for more.&lt;br /&gt;I cry yet I don't hate.&lt;br /&gt;Because I really love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm lack of smth before you came.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel I'm lack of nth.&lt;br /&gt;Because you appear.&lt;br /&gt;You are much more than what I prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my hum bao boy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sick,&lt;br /&gt;how much you worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not feeling well,&lt;br /&gt;you came for me &amp; stay by my side.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm upset,&lt;br /&gt;you hugged me &amp; tell me it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;because you are here with me.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;you are happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm rolling on the floor laughing,&lt;br /&gt;you laugh tgt with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my life evolves around you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you nv leave my life for even a moment.&lt;br /&gt;I know you nv leave me behind.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you love me.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you care for me.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you miss me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;I know I will nv want to leave ur life for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will nv want to leave you behind.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much i care for you.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much i miss you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know how much I mean to you &amp; vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;Happy third monthsary! (:&lt;br /&gt;I love baby ! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1674386125269831562?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1674386125269831562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1674386125269831562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-3rd-monthsary.html' title='Happy 3rd monthsary. (:'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2880265094809458294</id><published>2009-11-22T04:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T04:51:18.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Looking For .</title><content type='html'>im looking for nice cardigans.&lt;br /&gt;If you have any nice ones or you think you have any thing that I will like,&lt;br /&gt;please email to me ok?&lt;br /&gt;Email to eileen.kyl@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2880265094809458294?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2880265094809458294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2880265094809458294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-looking-for.html' title='I&apos;m Looking For .'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-374318956870268096</id><published>2009-11-17T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:58:00.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;But everyday, people grumbles about all sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find your parents irritating &amp; wish they will disappear from your life?&lt;br /&gt;When this happens,&lt;br /&gt;you will nv like it.&lt;br /&gt;You will regret for what you have said or even wished for.&lt;br /&gt;If your grandparents dote on you,&lt;br /&gt;visit them more often.&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with them.&lt;br /&gt;Because, you nv know when will be the last time you speak to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is scary.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;death is even scarier.&lt;br /&gt;I hate death.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see people leaving me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see people leaving my love ones, my fam &amp; my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is part of life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not god.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get hold of the controller.&lt;br /&gt;So, I can only play my part well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being rather emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;because I came to know that my best friend's grandfather is holding on to his last breath in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard that he will wait until my friend's auntie comes back.&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard that he will have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard that he will be able finish saying what he wants to say.&lt;br /&gt;I will pray hard tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray hard tgt.&lt;br /&gt;God will hear us &amp; let him stay at least a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;God bless him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-374318956870268096?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/374318956870268096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/374318956870268096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-too-short.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1719745662572373409</id><published>2009-11-03T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:38:01.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second monthsary~ (:</title><content type='html'>Seedling in my heart is two-month old today.&lt;br /&gt;Two months time is not too fast nor too slow.&lt;br /&gt;Time with my lovely boy has been too little yet fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hour I spent with you,&lt;br /&gt;seem like seconds to me.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't help,&lt;br /&gt;but to feel upset every time we need to part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time im upset,&lt;br /&gt;you will smile &amp; tell me it's going to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;&amp; make me feel that nothing can go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that makes me feel better, other than being with you,&lt;br /&gt;is telling people about you being in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;If I could reach up &amp; hold a star for every time you made me smile,&lt;br /&gt;I would have the whole night sky in the palm of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you know,&lt;br /&gt;im never afraid of anything.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone has a weakness.&lt;br /&gt;You just happen to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im afraid of losing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, somebody told me this:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;let them go.&lt;br /&gt;If they return,&lt;br /&gt;they will always be yours.&lt;br /&gt;If they don't,&lt;br /&gt;they never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear, I just want you to know:&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;Even when you let me go,&lt;br /&gt;I will still return.&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing, we have a principle for it.&lt;br /&gt;Like Studies, we have Principle of Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Like Characters, we have Principle of One Self.&lt;br /&gt;Like Love, we have Principle of Existence.&lt;br /&gt;Because different people have different views.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, definition for Principle of Existence has often been wrong by people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people think differently:&lt;br /&gt;Infantile love follows the principle:&lt;br /&gt;"I love because I am loved."&lt;br /&gt;Mature love follows the principle:&lt;br /&gt;"I am loved because I love."&lt;br /&gt;Immature love says:&lt;br /&gt;"I love you because I need you."&lt;br /&gt;Mature love says:&lt;br /&gt;"I need you because I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Principle of ♥.KYLE,&lt;br /&gt;KYLE thought so:&lt;br /&gt;I am loved by dan because I love dan.&lt;br /&gt;I need dan because I love dan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Law of ♥.KYLE,&lt;br /&gt;things have never been too complicated to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Just like it's never too complicated for me to love dan.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it will not be wrong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just started like a fairy tale for us.&lt;br /&gt;But im never worried about falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Because in fairy tales,&lt;br /&gt;they don't find each other until the last page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have found each other on the last page of the fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;However, this is never the end.&lt;br /&gt;We are now the authors of this ever-continuing fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &amp; that is the beginning of everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy second monthsary! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;we will be. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate "Every Moment Of My Life" to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I leave to head out on the road.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take you with me to save me from the cold.&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be there to turn it into right.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you every moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on an airplane, flying cross the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're on a trainride, stations passing by.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the signs say.&lt;br /&gt;However in my mind you are by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I will love you every moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone misses something,&lt;br /&gt;And I know time changes everything.&lt;br /&gt;All the love that you have to give,&lt;br /&gt;You should give just as long as you're holding that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd travel cross the great lakes to get to where you are.&lt;br /&gt;And even if forever wouldn't be too far.&lt;br /&gt;So baby when you asked me,&lt;br /&gt;To be the leading lady by your side.&lt;br /&gt;I promised to love you every moment of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone misses something,&lt;br /&gt;And I know time changes everything.&lt;br /&gt;All the love that you have to give,&lt;br /&gt;You should give just as long as you're holding that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I leave to head out on the road.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take you with me to save me from the cold.&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be there to turn it into right.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you every moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on an airplane, flying cross the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're on a trainride, stations passing by.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the signs say.&lt;br /&gt;However in my mind you are by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I will love you every moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you every moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Love you every moment of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1719745662572373409?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1719745662572373409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1719745662572373409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-monthsary.html' title='second monthsary~ (:'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8657007786997276754</id><published>2009-10-27T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:03:31.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appointment at SGH</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to National Eye Center.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so?&lt;br /&gt;If you had seen me within the past 17days,&lt;br /&gt;you will realize that my right eye is very red.&lt;br /&gt;It caused me a terrible headache &amp; eye pain.&lt;br /&gt;Till the 12th day,&lt;br /&gt;I went to see a doctor &amp; the doctor defer me to SGH, National Eye Center&lt;br /&gt;to do an eye check up.&lt;br /&gt;They force entry my appointment in as they said mine is an urgent case.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I only attended the lecture for today.&lt;br /&gt;Last friday,&lt;br /&gt;the doctor said if I see blur on my right eye,&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the hospital immediately.&lt;br /&gt;However, I did not.&lt;br /&gt;I bluffed my way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my appointment at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;First, I had my eye check &amp; all the necessary checks by them.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I'm super lucky.&lt;br /&gt;He said,&lt;br /&gt;"Not that I want to scare you or make it sound serious.&lt;br /&gt;But this is very serious.&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit more &amp; you may lose your right eye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corneal Ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;Heard before?&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A corneal ulcer,&lt;br /&gt;or ulcerative keratitis,&lt;br /&gt;or eyesore is an inflammatory or more seriously,&lt;br /&gt;infective condition of the cornea involving disruption of its epithelial layer with involvement of the corneal stroma.&lt;br /&gt;It is a common condition in humans particularly in the tropics and the agrarian societies.&lt;br /&gt;In developing countries, Children afflicted by Vitamin A deficiency are at high risk for corneal ulcer and may become blind in both eyes, which may persist lifelong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short,&lt;br /&gt;the doctor told me that&lt;br /&gt;if my case was a little more serious &amp; I did not seek medical help,&lt;br /&gt;I may have high risk of being blind.&lt;br /&gt;Because bacterias or virus, whatever they called it,&lt;br /&gt;has attacked my right eye.&lt;br /&gt;If they are stronger,&lt;br /&gt;they would have alrdy taken my eye for seeking medical help late.&lt;br /&gt;Because when they are stronger &amp; attack my eye,&lt;br /&gt;my right eye will be dead.&lt;br /&gt;That means the right eye will be blind &amp; it will be removed.&lt;br /&gt;This also mean that I have to wait for a cornea.&lt;br /&gt;As in,&lt;br /&gt;when people die,&lt;br /&gt;they donate their cornea &amp;&lt;br /&gt;that's only when I can operate &amp; use their cornea.&lt;br /&gt;This is one picture how corneal ulcer looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SubuhB-VXAI/AAAAAAAABZo/F65AnGJiDZs/s1600-h/Cornea+Ulcer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SubuhB-VXAI/AAAAAAAABZo/F65AnGJiDZs/s400/Cornea+Ulcer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="Cornea Ulcer" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is scary.&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared because I delayed time to seek for medical help.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared that I nearly lost my sleep the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;Had bad nightmares &amp; stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that God heard me.&lt;br /&gt;He heard my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corneal Ulcer is not one in a million who will get it.&lt;br /&gt;It is rather common that SGH has new cases every month.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to be blind or not being able to see your love ones,&lt;br /&gt;take care of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Seek for medical help when you are sick.&lt;br /&gt;Even a small cough or flu may kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to end with one word,&lt;br /&gt;"Treasure".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8657007786997276754?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8657007786997276754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8657007786997276754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/appointment-at-sgh.html' title='Appointment at SGH'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SubuhB-VXAI/AAAAAAAABZo/F65AnGJiDZs/s72-c/Cornea+Ulcer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6960763752858594349</id><published>2009-10-27T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T02:21:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semster with bf.</title><content type='html'>First week of school, many lessons are e-learning so that means no lessons for me!&lt;br /&gt;But my poor dan still got lessons as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;I can see that he is so tired yet trying to make an effort to acc me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear,&lt;br /&gt;every single thing I did,&lt;br /&gt;was not to show off to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;But to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how people see you as my bf.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that:&lt;br /&gt;You have done alot for me.&lt;br /&gt;You have given me the best you can give me at any moment of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;don't ever say that you are not being a good bf to me ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anything materialistic from you.&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to be by my side.&lt;br /&gt;To Love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you:&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;if one day dont know how near or how far away,&lt;br /&gt;if im blind,&lt;br /&gt;will you be there for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You replied me:&lt;br /&gt;no matter wad i'll still be there for u &lt;br /&gt;Even if u need my cornea to see..i'll also give u my corneas &lt;br /&gt;Baby i love u too much &lt;br /&gt;all i need is a healthy u to be by my side &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that instance,&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much better &amp; braver.&lt;br /&gt;I feel more at ease now.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been feeling very good these days.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I'm afraid I inherited my dad's eye illness.&lt;br /&gt;Although it may not be near future that I will be blind,&lt;br /&gt;I know one day I will if I inherit it.&lt;br /&gt;I told God:&lt;br /&gt;God, please let me live healthy with no illness &amp; problems.&lt;br /&gt;I know God will be fair to me.&lt;br /&gt;He has just given me such a wonderful "U".&lt;br /&gt;He will not be so stingy to take something from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the hospital for an eye check up.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a very normal eye check up.&lt;br /&gt;When I walk out of the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;I will wear a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor will tell me that I'm just having a normal sore eye.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe a little bit more than normal sore eye.&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes longer time to recover.&lt;br /&gt;The pain in my eye &amp; severe headache is caused by the sore eye which had not recovered after so long.&lt;br /&gt;I will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Just normal.&lt;br /&gt;So, I should stop thinking about it now.&lt;br /&gt;Just go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Go to lecture tmr morning,&lt;br /&gt;then to hospital to know that I'm just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear,&lt;br /&gt;you promised:&lt;br /&gt;you will be my walking stick when I'm old.&lt;br /&gt;be there for me whenever I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever know how to express my love for you in words,&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;If you give me one chance to tell you how im feeling now,&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you I won't live my life without you.&lt;br /&gt;I would hold your hands &amp; look into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;to tell you I will never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;If my love for you can ever be expressed in words,&lt;br /&gt;I bet it's an endless lists of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone else ever take you away from my life,&lt;br /&gt;my earth will be a tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rose you planted in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;speaks of love silently,&lt;br /&gt;in a language known only to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like others said,&lt;br /&gt;Absence sharpens love,&lt;br /&gt;presence strengthens it.&lt;br /&gt;This is why my love for you only grows but never withers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always tell me how lucky you are to have me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a chance to tell you how lucky I am to have you.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the chance now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always say:&lt;br /&gt;I deserve better &amp; you don't deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;You are just so lucky that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one man who doesn't deserve me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't you know smth?&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;That man who deserves me the most is the man who thinks he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;If love comes so easily just by luck,&lt;br /&gt;everyone else would be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in this earth, there won't be any singles alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, for me to love you, is not depending on luck.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I just love the way you are &amp; the way I will be when I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved bf,&lt;br /&gt;I love you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the changes you made.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I just want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Because I Love You. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6960763752858594349?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6960763752858594349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6960763752858594349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-semster-first-week-thoughts.html' title='New Semster with bf.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4687392515216818168</id><published>2009-10-19T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:33:39.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters Forever! (:</title><content type='html'>Sister.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so great to have a sister.&lt;br /&gt;Although at times we fight, we quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;But we always shake our hands after every quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;Sisters' peace. (:&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will be there for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will be living in the North&lt;br /&gt;while your sister will be living in the East.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changes.&lt;br /&gt;Everything remain unchange.&lt;br /&gt;This is the only thing that doesn't change.&lt;br /&gt;It always make me feel better when I know my sister is there.&lt;br /&gt;She understands me.&lt;br /&gt;She knows I don't speak much.&lt;br /&gt;She knows I don't like durian.&lt;br /&gt;She knows alot about me.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I know about her.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how much I want to know about her,&lt;br /&gt;understand her.&lt;br /&gt;We may be sisters for this life.&lt;br /&gt;But no guarantees that we will still be sisters for the next life.&lt;br /&gt;If I can ever choose again,&lt;br /&gt;I will still choose to be my sister's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden thought &amp; I feel I must write it out.&lt;br /&gt;It's for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;I know she is going through a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I just wish her all the best for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;  Thanks for the words that day.&lt;br /&gt;  Although I cried, I know you care. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4687392515216818168?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4687392515216818168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4687392515216818168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/sisters-forever.html' title='Sisters Forever! (:'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4734080904678571863</id><published>2009-10-14T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:15:41.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart, I Love You. (:</title><content type='html'>Sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me just like I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I won't compare who loves who more.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's redundant.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have always want me to be a part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You know what, baby?&lt;br /&gt;When I make plans now,&lt;br /&gt;I include you into my plan.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I plan when to work when not to,&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to put you at the first priority seat of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't be free on Saturday so I look for job which allows me to work on sat only.&lt;br /&gt;At least when I'm working, you are out doing something too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the mother earth &amp; you are like my sun.&lt;br /&gt;I go round you everyday, day after day.&lt;br /&gt;You will shine your love &amp; care on me as I go round.&lt;br /&gt;If one day, my sun suddenly disappear,&lt;br /&gt;I know me as the mother earth will be gone soon.&lt;br /&gt;Because Earth can never be without Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I can't be without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear, I'm sorry if I ever hurt you when I ask you not to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;It's not because I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I'm afraid I will lose you someday.&lt;br /&gt;Losing my love ones is one of my greatest fear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I can't afford to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't believe in your promises.&lt;br /&gt;It's because i'm afraid of promises.&lt;br /&gt;I know you mean what you say.&lt;br /&gt;But I still fear about broken promises.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want you to promise me too much.&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm afraid you forgot or didn't manage to do it.&lt;br /&gt;dear, you have already done your best.&lt;br /&gt;I know you did.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me all your best that you have.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me all the love &amp; care I need.&lt;br /&gt;It's me who feels insecure.&lt;br /&gt;I believe:&lt;br /&gt;The more I love you,&lt;br /&gt;The more I fear losing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like I have read it somewhere once:&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;When I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to love you.&lt;br /&gt;When I love you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;When I kiss you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to hug you.&lt;br /&gt;When I hug you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to let go of you.&lt;br /&gt;When I let go of you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See why I'm so afraid of losing you?&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be here when I need you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be here when I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be here even when nth happens.&lt;br /&gt;Just like I will stay by your side no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm assuring you that you can love me forever.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how long your forever lasts.&lt;br /&gt;You can still do what you like.&lt;br /&gt;Playing games or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Just rmb not to break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is fragile.&lt;br /&gt;I may be fierce when people irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure you know how terribly I will feel if I'm ever hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll listen to whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4734080904678571863?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4734080904678571863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4734080904678571863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweetheart-i-love-you.html' title='Sweetheart, I Love You. (:'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6237407403295934009</id><published>2009-10-14T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T01:52:50.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Peace! ^^v</title><content type='html'>World Peace!&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I still get angry &amp; in the end I still scold so many bad things. :(&lt;br /&gt;But if i nv scold, I really can't fall aslp. :(&lt;br /&gt;im sorry! :(&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will learn to control a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;im really ok when im not angry.&lt;br /&gt;But when I get mad, im nuts.&lt;br /&gt;:( im not expecting you to accept the way im.&lt;br /&gt;So, im going to change it.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed one of my habit.&lt;br /&gt;I know I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for doing so much for me.&lt;br /&gt;for your herbal tea.&lt;br /&gt;for coming over like almost every night just to keep me acc for a few hrs &amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's very tiring to travel out &amp; home.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is just for awhile or few hours.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's very tiring &amp; I still make you worry so much abt me. :(&lt;br /&gt;but im glad you came.&lt;br /&gt;im glad i still have you even after working so hard for a day at work.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my dear. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6237407403295934009?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6237407403295934009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6237407403295934009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-peace-v.html' title='World Peace! ^^v'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2618234263964068447</id><published>2009-10-14T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T01:36:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I happen to come across someone's blog who was being tagged by "nameless".&lt;br /&gt;im too tired abt the restriction of the tagboard's word limit.&lt;br /&gt;So, im going to blog abt it &amp; hopefully that M. Fucker sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor nameless, trying to ignore all my posts?&lt;br /&gt;Because you are just one who cant understand simple english.&lt;br /&gt;You M. F*cker,&lt;br /&gt;Left ur dick in ur hse freezer or you left it in ur mum's mouth?&lt;br /&gt;Go home fuck ur mother &amp; get thrown down the building by ur father who fuck a prostitute with AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough of fucking huh?&lt;br /&gt;You can fuck a dog.&lt;br /&gt;What a pathetic nameless.&lt;br /&gt;Your parents gave you ur name &amp; you decide not to use it.&lt;br /&gt;You are too shameless to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; try to attack people with words online?&lt;br /&gt;Can you be more shameless?&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fuck dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you got run over by trunk that your boobs are deflated.&lt;br /&gt;So sad of you that you can't use ur pathetic small little ones to attract guys.&lt;br /&gt;Did I just say you left ur dick in ur mum's mouth &amp; ur boobs deflated?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did.&lt;br /&gt;You are just one fucking monster with both of what a man &amp; a woman have.&lt;br /&gt;It's best advised that you fuck urself &amp; go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you just say you have hair but not as much as her?&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to tell us you are bald or you just try to stick some hair on.&lt;br /&gt;So that you can pretend to be a normal person.&lt;br /&gt;You are just another hairless bastard with no asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the melody for all your 18 generation:&lt;br /&gt;May you give birth to children with no assholes.&lt;br /&gt;May you get AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;May you be run over by a bulldozer.&lt;br /&gt;May you go to the hospital &amp; be treated like a rubbish, being thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;May you lost Your love one forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enough of may you.&lt;br /&gt;I shall change my way of saying.&lt;br /&gt;If I still don't scold you, I doubt I can sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mother fucker small dick pussy Fuck face.&lt;br /&gt;pcb. you dont hum write on ppl blog tagboard &amp; act as if you are very smart.&lt;br /&gt;Smart Fuck -'-&lt;br /&gt;Say is not other ppl's business.&lt;br /&gt;You idiot or you got run over by car until ur brain is no longer there?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you live thru ur life with us ass being touched?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't this what your life is? One pathetic brainless prostitute/ duck.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you are one bisexual who stands at changi all night.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know one thing?&lt;br /&gt;My always saying:&lt;br /&gt;My friend problem is my problem. Which mother fucker bully my friend means bully me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on! Let alone family.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you. Can't you see that they are her family members?&lt;br /&gt;You dare to say ppl parents you dare to own up.&lt;br /&gt;act one big shot over there.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to think that this is the problem between you &amp; her.&lt;br /&gt;Come on la eh. Fucker, use ur brain to think.&lt;br /&gt;No brain use ass think.&lt;br /&gt;No ass then how?&lt;br /&gt;I know you will definitely ask me this qn.&lt;br /&gt;Just nice, I got a perfect solution for you!&lt;br /&gt;Go to 13th floor, jump down.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, female bitch dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CURSE YOU to go to the 18th lvl of hell.&lt;br /&gt;I CURSE YOU to nv re-incarnate.&lt;br /&gt;I CURSE YOU to be fuck by many bangalas.&lt;br /&gt;I CURSE YOUR mum &amp; sisters get raped &amp; striped off by bangalas.&lt;br /&gt;I CURSE YOUR dad &amp; brothers get AIDS thru fucking prostitutes.&lt;br /&gt;I CURSE YOUR family get down on luck.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FATHER lose his job.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOTHER lose her leg.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR SISTER lose her virginity.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BROTHER lose his dick.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; for you,&lt;br /&gt;Lose your head.&lt;br /&gt;May you die without a full body.&lt;br /&gt;All your body parts be eaten by sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck face. -'-&lt;br /&gt;kao bei kao bu there with small girl.&lt;br /&gt;like that you also happy ar?&lt;br /&gt;im sure you bo lan bo ji.&lt;br /&gt;im more than happy to see how you will die.&lt;br /&gt;Come on la, fuck face!&lt;br /&gt;Got some brain &amp; got some courage.&lt;br /&gt;Leave your name &amp; details behind.&lt;br /&gt;im more than happy to let you die.&lt;br /&gt;I have not been excited over such things for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;You make me fire with excitement upon seeing how terribly you will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after scolding you for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;I think I feel so much better &amp; I can go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, btw, nameless.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you haven't had enough of my scoldings for you,&lt;br /&gt;Please go to my archives &amp; browse thru the history.&lt;br /&gt;I got plenty of posts which are meant for dogs like you.&lt;br /&gt;Those things go to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;Rmb fuck face.&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for you to respond.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end, I got a message for nicklaus thong.&lt;br /&gt;*Rmb what I say.&lt;br /&gt;Got any prob find me.&lt;br /&gt;You find the wrong person &amp; you get it.&lt;br /&gt;im the only right person for you to find regards to that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Not happy?&lt;br /&gt;im always here waiting.&lt;br /&gt;You make him lose one hair?&lt;br /&gt;I make sure you lose all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; one thing i think you would love to know.&lt;br /&gt;That is:&lt;br /&gt;Those people whom you have mentioned that hate you.&lt;br /&gt;They hate you or dislike you not because of what I wrote or said abt you.&lt;br /&gt;They feel that way way before I wrote them.&lt;br /&gt;I said my piece.&lt;br /&gt;If you have any prob, don't find him.&lt;br /&gt;Look for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2618234263964068447?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2618234263964068447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2618234263964068447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-happen-to-come-across-someones-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-4181418961639407049</id><published>2009-10-11T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:23:34.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Baby u want me to go ma?&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to go,&lt;br /&gt;don't say 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i can only acc you for 30sec,&lt;br /&gt;i will also go.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby dan is still so sweet to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;im still loving him alot. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you can only be here for just 30secs,&lt;br /&gt;I still need you to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-4181418961639407049?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4181418961639407049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/4181418961639407049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-u-want-me-to-go-ma-if-you-want-me.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-9113395260207117602</id><published>2009-10-03T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:23:56.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31 days passed so fast.&lt;br /&gt;It's one month time since that day.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so loved by my hum bao boy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiiiu  iii   uu i  uu  i  i u  i  u&lt;br /&gt;iiiu   i u   u   u  i  u  iii  u iiii&lt;br /&gt;iiu   i  u   i  u    iiii u   i u   i&lt;br /&gt;iu    ii   u iiu    ii   u  i  u i&lt;br /&gt;u    iiiiii    u    i   iii  uuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SshpVJL6iTI/AAAAAAAABWg/4xhnqREvWGw/s1600-h/u+%26+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 85px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SshpVJL6iTI/AAAAAAAABWg/4xhnqREvWGw/s400/u+%26+i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are in my shoe,&lt;br /&gt;im who im until you appear in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You are all that matters in my life.&lt;br /&gt;If without you, I won't be anything now.&lt;br /&gt;We need space within each other to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try deleting i but rmb, don't delete you &amp; the space. (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy first monthsary, my love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  u     uu   uu     u    u&lt;br /&gt;                  u    u   u   u    u    u&lt;br /&gt;                  u     u     u     u    u&lt;br /&gt;                  u       u u       u    u&lt;br /&gt;                  u        u         uuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiiii      iiiiii     iii    ii     iiiiii     iiiiii     ii&lt;br /&gt;ii   ii    ii  ii     ii i   ii       ii       ii         ii&lt;br /&gt;ii    ii   iiiiii     ii  i  ii       ii       iiiiii     ii&lt;br /&gt;ii   ii    ii  ii     ii   i ii       ii       ii         ii&lt;br /&gt;iiiii      ii  ii     ii    iii     iiiiii     iiiiii     iiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SshpUp-YUiI/AAAAAAAABWY/wapqq0PzGhQ/s1600-h/i+love+you+daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SshpUp-YUiI/AAAAAAAABWY/wapqq0PzGhQ/s400/i+love+you+daniel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter it's you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Or im the only one left in my life.&lt;br /&gt;My world will still be you,you &amp; still you. (:&lt;br /&gt;I love my hum bao boy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-9113395260207117602?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/9113395260207117602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/9113395260207117602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/31-days-passed-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SshpVJL6iTI/AAAAAAAABWg/4xhnqREvWGw/s72-c/u+%26+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6410175599922638970</id><published>2009-09-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:03:27.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;EILEEN wish &lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;JAWKER happy 20th birthday! :)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being here to teach me lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;At least I've learn to be a better kid. (:&lt;br /&gt;Things that you have thought me, I will rmb.&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to come for me to teach others, I will pass on what you have taught me. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, My Friend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6410175599922638970?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6410175599922638970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6410175599922638970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/10/eileen-wish-jawker-happy-20th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-5956904607166282502</id><published>2009-09-26T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:59:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;EILEEN wish &lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;PEGGIE happy 19th birthday! :)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-5956904607166282502?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5956904607166282502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5956904607166282502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/eileen-wish-peggie-happy-19th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6715070424394977376</id><published>2009-09-23T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T03:59:08.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bf came to my hse.&lt;br /&gt;For the second time.&lt;br /&gt;But the first time my family members see him. (:&lt;br /&gt;except for my daddy who's sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he's feeling ok.&lt;br /&gt;Because he's so tense up. haha&lt;br /&gt;He came to find me &amp; we were downstairs talking.&lt;br /&gt;He was not feeling well yet he still come &amp; find me. ):&lt;br /&gt;He was feeling headache &amp; dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked him to come to my hse.&lt;br /&gt;Worried that he won't feel well when he's going home.&lt;br /&gt;So I went down to wait for the last bus with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;Good that he reach home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BF. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6715070424394977376?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6715070424394977376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6715070424394977376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-bf-came-to-my-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-5691519623472042511</id><published>2009-09-22T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:43:33.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONTACT LENS on the go?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful eyes waiting for you @ &lt;a href="http://amore-rosa.blogspot.com"&gt;AMORE-ROSA :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-5691519623472042511?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5691519623472042511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/5691519623472042511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/contact-lens-on-go-beautiful-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1679420569267927360</id><published>2009-09-21T06:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T06:26:32.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im missing my bf so much. ):&lt;br /&gt;im missing him too much i couldn't fall aslp. ):&lt;br /&gt;all so unwell.&lt;br /&gt;Heart, mind &amp; body. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1679420569267927360?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1679420569267927360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1679420569267927360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-missing-my-bf-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6579198105947036434</id><published>2009-09-21T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:40:36.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"宝贝我很爱你，我希望我可以每天带给你快乐。&lt;br /&gt;我很怕有一天我会失去你。&lt;br /&gt;sry my dear u got a super silly bf..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think super super much..&lt;br /&gt;so sometimes i oso think i sot sot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Quoted From MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hum bao boy said this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him,&lt;br /&gt;"dear dear, it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;i know you care so you think super super much.&lt;br /&gt;but rmb i love you ok? (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my hum bao boy is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;When in love, everything's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Even when the bad points will become good points.&lt;br /&gt;That may be true.&lt;br /&gt;At least im happy now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6579198105947036434?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6579198105947036434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6579198105947036434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/sry-my-dear-u-got-super-silly-bf.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-8950027757595403535</id><published>2009-09-20T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:47:36.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collection #1</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Do support &lt;a href="http://amore-rosa.livejournal.com"&gt;AMORE-ROSA&lt;/a&gt; first collection. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=""&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SrYMtgMbWXI/AAAAAAAABEo/C0712ClMMCM/s320/collection1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="AMORE-ROSA.LIVEJOURNAL.COM" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amore-rosa.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-8950027757595403535?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8950027757595403535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/8950027757595403535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/collection-1.html' title='Collection #1'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcbSiYkTZFM/SrYMtgMbWXI/AAAAAAAABEo/C0712ClMMCM/s72-c/collection1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6711517995181717702</id><published>2009-09-19T03:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T03:54:45.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angry for just 5 mins</title><content type='html'>I failed the challenge I got from Joseph Ang.&lt;br /&gt;"angry for just 5 mins"&lt;br /&gt;Months ago.&lt;br /&gt;He would say:&lt;br /&gt;Time's up.&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 mins is up.&lt;br /&gt;End here.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught me to control my temper in this way.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's good for me.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I lose my temper too often, I will feel heart cramps.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I lost my temper for too long again just now.&lt;br /&gt;I think im halfway back to the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;I went throwing all my things around in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Clenching my fists tight &amp; keep hitting the walls.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, like a mad girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;I shld not get angry just because im not feeling good &amp; ppl play prank.&lt;br /&gt;I shld hold on to it.&lt;br /&gt;I shld not think so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because every single thing will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Because God rewards those who see things differently.&lt;br /&gt;Because God gave me this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Because everything else will work out.&lt;br /&gt;Because there will be solutions to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Because everything else will change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Because these problems im facing are stones for me to step on to reach higher.&lt;br /&gt;Because I need to be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6711517995181717702?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6711517995181717702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6711517995181717702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/angry-for-just-5-mins.html' title='angry for just 5 mins'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-7921006793096729829</id><published>2009-09-17T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T03:39:05.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't stop myself from crying since the moment I read my bf's msg.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much things he had given up &amp; changed for me.&lt;br /&gt;I have no words for what he have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;I only have tears to express for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-7921006793096729829?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7921006793096729829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7921006793096729829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-stop-myself-from-crying-since.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2639390271521710390</id><published>2009-09-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:53:15.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;EILEEN wish &lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;GENEVE GOH happy birthday! :)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2639390271521710390?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2639390271521710390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2639390271521710390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/eileen-wish-geneve-goh-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-7574913815436974355</id><published>2009-09-15T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:05:04.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night went mac at hg with dear &amp; vincent.&lt;br /&gt;haha in the end only im eating.&lt;br /&gt;think im the only unhealthy one!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe I ate macspicy!&lt;br /&gt;ZANN, LOOK HERE!&lt;br /&gt;I ATE MACSPICY!&lt;br /&gt;haha so you can eat in school with F-PP-&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok, end of topic. nth much alrdy. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-7574913815436974355?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7574913815436974355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7574913815436974355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-night-went-mac-at-hg-with-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-7812687087708146496</id><published>2009-09-14T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T02:33:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not feeling well again. hai.&lt;br /&gt;idk how long it will go on like that.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so dizzy &amp; tired for the whole day that i slept all the way till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;i can't even turn around properly.&lt;br /&gt;if i do too many things at one go,&lt;br /&gt;i get dizzy &amp; see nothing but blanks.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's black.&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up, i sat at the sofa for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;When i wanted to get up &amp; walk to the kitchen because my brother &amp; mummy was yelling abt smth.&lt;br /&gt;At that instance, i suddenly feel so dizzy &amp; turn black.&lt;br /&gt;I held on to the table in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I nearly fainted.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad I didn't faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please give me some more strength to continue doing the things I need for these few month before I get a big big sick surprise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-7812687087708146496?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7812687087708146496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7812687087708146496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-feeling-well-again.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-3258011263918124877</id><published>2009-09-09T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:16:48.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;EILEEN wish dear's mummy &lt;font color="#FF0066"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;happy birthday! :)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls' age are secret so I shall not say it!&lt;br /&gt;lol! actually idk. x)&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-3258011263918124877?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3258011263918124877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/3258011263918124877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/eileen-wish-dears-mummy-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-1606532699018656331</id><published>2009-09-04T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:28:03.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believing in yourself.</title><content type='html'>Believing in yourself means you have won half the battle &amp; strong enough to win the next half of the battle. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-1606532699018656331?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1606532699018656331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/1606532699018656331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/believing-in-yourself.html' title='Believing in yourself.'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6283538648984235221</id><published>2009-09-03T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:50:37.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Plant</title><content type='html'>When the love is pure,&lt;br /&gt;the trust is pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for marriage? haha too early!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's not talk abt the far future but the present &amp; near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through a lot &amp; thought through a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I got shocked or whatever by myself, idk.&lt;br /&gt;But what I know is, I shld give myself another chance to move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;Not as if I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something like a seed.&lt;br /&gt;Just that we can't see it physically.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat, this boy secretly plant it into my heart when I didn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;Growing tall &amp; strong?&lt;br /&gt;idk, that's how we got to fertilise it from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Whether if it will die when it's a seedling or will grow up to be a strong plant.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, transforming to be a rose of my life?&lt;br /&gt;That's how we are going to keep our love going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a word im afraid to touch.&lt;br /&gt;But once, a friend told me.&lt;br /&gt;"Follow your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed my heart &amp; make a choice.&lt;br /&gt;Be it a right choice or not, idk.&lt;br /&gt;But I did follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I won't live to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something I tot I will nv ever touch, ever since the last failed r/s.&lt;br /&gt;After I knew what a man I loved did behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I guessed he didn't know that I knew the things he had done,&lt;br /&gt;the lies he has said.&lt;br /&gt;That became the reason why I tot I won't ever touch LOVE again for the past 3+months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisely, that isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;At least im touched by this boy.&lt;br /&gt;So what if we have a 5-month gap between us.&lt;br /&gt;im glad, that didn't become our barrier after much thoughts &amp; words from ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see every single thing you did for me.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so touched &amp; loved.&lt;br /&gt;At this special moment of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I hand over all the rights of a bf to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I read that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a thousand words for love,&lt;br /&gt;but all that comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;is the way you stay by me when everything collapse over me&lt;br /&gt;&amp; there are no words for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise you eternity.&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise you always.&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise you forever.&lt;br /&gt;Because these are promises made to me yet broken.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will say these instead:&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you have good news.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you have bad news.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there to love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;3 words,&lt;br /&gt;8 letters,&lt;br /&gt;1 meaning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what one will say to his/her love ones.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't say that.&lt;br /&gt;Because, I don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rmb, "I will be."&lt;br /&gt;Because that is what I believe I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is how I will be there to introduce you to all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;"This is my bf, daniel. (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for one simple reason.&lt;br /&gt;Reason being:&lt;br /&gt;"No reason."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I cannot explain this 4-letter word: "LOVE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever can explain, that will not be how I love you.&lt;br /&gt;If I ever can explain, that will be how I tell lies that I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6283538648984235221?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6283538648984235221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6283538648984235221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-love-is-pure-trust-is-pure.html' title='Our First Plant'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-2425075851156613062</id><published>2009-08-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:16:25.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21 Aug'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY TO WEI JIN! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Aug'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO MY BFF, HUITING! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, people. My blog has not been updated.&lt;br /&gt;Because many things are happening like everyday!&lt;br /&gt;nvm. ok just write a brief one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start from ard 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 14 Aug'09. (Fri)&lt;br /&gt;Had my Java test from 3 to 5pm in sch.&lt;br /&gt;Then meet Daniel in school.&lt;br /&gt;After that meet 2 Josephs on the train. :D&lt;br /&gt;So glad that Joseph Ang asked me to go along to watch "Where Got Ghost".&lt;br /&gt;Got scared for a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; everyone keep reminding me about the empty chair. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&amp; of course lizards &amp; cockroaches. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok, I dont like that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the rest lazy to say.&lt;br /&gt;Well, stayed at buangkok till 3+am then cabbed home with gastric.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Daniel have to pei me go home twice on the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; from that day, Jawker left his tamagotchi with me!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot &amp; he forgot too! haha&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have his tamagotchi with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 15 Aug'09 (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet ting &amp; YiLong at hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;Done my stuffs &amp; had my Chocolate Hazelnut IceCream &amp; ting had her green tea IceCream. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we bused down to hg pt to buy the mac! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I bought my meal :D &amp; ting bought her seaweed shaker fries!&lt;br /&gt;ok, I shall try it someday.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to my house nearby void deck &amp; talk :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming here! :)&lt;br /&gt;Daniel &amp; Vincent joined the table.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Vincent was going home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I ask Daniel to call him. Haha&lt;br /&gt;then I said, " Come la Come la. Be more friendly then I laugh."&lt;br /&gt;nvm, anyway he joined the table. haha&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then subsequently, one by one they left.&lt;br /&gt;erm, sounds wrong to use that word. but nvm. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 16 Aug'09 (Sun)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I forgotten what had happen on this day.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone rmb, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;So that I can fill in the blank. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 17 Aug'09 (Mon)&lt;br /&gt;If im not wrong, im supposed to meet someone on this day.&lt;br /&gt;Hoever, we end up not meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 18 Aug'09 (Tues)&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet up with Feli &amp; Zann to study.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we nv.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, at least technicians came &amp; fixed my tv prob. :)&lt;br /&gt;Went hougang mall to help my sis post smth.&lt;br /&gt;then went to have my fav. yummy porridge with daniel.&lt;br /&gt;A pity ting just off school.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I would have ask her to join!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got my cough medicine from the medical hall.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then home I go! :)&lt;br /&gt;yup, well at night. smth happen. which I think I shall not repeat myself.&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are ppl who are getting wrong ideas of what im saying.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm. I think I shall explain when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;I want to explain but then, nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 19 Aug'09 (Wed)&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis to meet FEPP.&lt;br /&gt;Zann didn't come today. She went out with friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;So I studied with FEPP.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, was not feeling very well.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling dizzy &amp; stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;Went HongKong Cafe with girls to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the food there sucked!&lt;br /&gt;Shld have gone to other outlets.&lt;br /&gt;Rmb ppl, The one at Bugis Junction is so damn not nice!&lt;br /&gt;Then in the late evening, I trained down to buangkok to meet Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't possibly ask someone who is having a fever to come all the way down to find me right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, he said smth urgent. Ok, then I went down.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, saw my damn pale face.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, im SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 20 Aug'09 (Thurs)&lt;br /&gt;First day of Ghost Festival.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go sing k &amp; celebrate ting's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;But smth cropped up. so we cancel it. Postpone to the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid weather caused it all! *ROAR*&lt;br /&gt;then end up.&lt;br /&gt;I meet ting at compass point for my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I ate KFC! Oops.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be killed!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I eat until super full!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for my long time fav Shrooms today.&lt;br /&gt;Went for BBQ meltz.&lt;br /&gt;Then we bused down to ting's hse nearby mac &amp; get her shaker fries. :D&lt;br /&gt;We sat at the citizen corner we used to sit. :)&lt;br /&gt;She on the fan. The fan was not moving.&lt;br /&gt;then after awhile, I stand up &amp; tried to off the fan. (after ard 5 to 10 mins)&lt;br /&gt;When I only touch the knot(I haven't turn yet), the fan start moving. -.-&lt;br /&gt;We got scared. I off the fan.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me if I've seen anything.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what. From the moment I stepped out of my hse, I see.&lt;br /&gt;God, Please bless me.&lt;br /&gt;then again, due to some specific secretive reasons, I bused down to buangkok again. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went to find daniel like again!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then I took like the last bus home?&lt;br /&gt;ard there. Yes, don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;I've said. It's for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 21 Aug'09 (Fri)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I planned more for ting's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;However, smth cropped up.&lt;br /&gt;We ended eating dinner tgt at compass point :D&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Treated her aijisen! The dessert is nice!&lt;br /&gt;I got chocolate sundae. She got macha sundae.&lt;br /&gt;We got our loves! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then I bought her a macha cake &amp; a pair of earrings as gift. :)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to gave her smth else as well.&lt;br /&gt;But OOS. no choice.&lt;br /&gt;*OOS = Out Of Stock*&lt;br /&gt;had some girls talk at her park there.&lt;br /&gt;Then I bused home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 22 Aug'09 (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;Went lunch at hg pt with daniel &amp; vincent. :D&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to katong village to look for my sister at flea market.&lt;br /&gt;went with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;we walked there for quite awhile until my sis packed her stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then we bring home for her.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the particular night that my headache went too terrible.&lt;br /&gt;At night, I woke up &amp; cry.&lt;br /&gt;Terrible headache + scary thunder.&lt;br /&gt;I wished someone called me. but at least got sms come in la.&lt;br /&gt;haha! tried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But hell pain! I cried till I finally fall aslp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 23 Aug'09 (Sun)&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up like 4+pm?&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were so swollen! :(&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Headache too! hai nvm. just that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 24 Aug'09 (Mon)&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home as well.&lt;br /&gt;Till night time. &amp; I went out to have my little study time. :D&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, daniel asked me out to study.&lt;br /&gt;if not, i think wont even study for the next day's exam.&lt;br /&gt;Reason being: Too SICK to STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the efforts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated 25 Aug'09 (Tues)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, finally up to date.&lt;br /&gt;Had my BPMS exam.&lt;br /&gt;nth special happened.&lt;br /&gt;Only endless sleepless nights till to my coughing &amp; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Made me damn breathless last night.&lt;br /&gt;im afraid to sleep now! hai.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in school after exams with PP, PeiSze &amp; Peggie.&lt;br /&gt;Ate my dinner &amp; Peggie too.&lt;br /&gt;Then after awhile, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, homed!&lt;br /&gt;Going to have a busy week as well!&lt;br /&gt;Jawker asked me out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I realized im too sick!&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat anything also!&lt;br /&gt;So disappointed &amp; I sms him.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps another day.&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat almost everything. hai!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you know what.&lt;br /&gt;im hungry like now! 1.12am early in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;omg! shall I go down &amp; buy supper?&lt;br /&gt;But what's left for me to buy?&lt;br /&gt;Or shld I cook?&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, shall go &amp; think again.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so end for the day!&lt;br /&gt;So many things for me to think!&lt;br /&gt;Go find food now! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-2425075851156613062?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2425075851156613062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/2425075851156613062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/08/21-aug09-happy-19th-birthday-to-wei-jin.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-6673893058363280324</id><published>2009-08-24T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:55:30.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is to always protect, always trust, always hope, always persevere because Love never fails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-6673893058363280324?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6673893058363280324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/6673893058363280324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-to-always-protect-always-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330293865373234577.post-7739210999781246521</id><published>2009-08-19T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T03:04:16.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我梦醒了。</title><content type='html'>我梦醒了。&lt;br /&gt;原来我的三个字一点都不值钱。&lt;br /&gt;原来我的三个字在你眼中只是像在骗你的三个字。&lt;br /&gt;原来你一直都不懂。&lt;br /&gt;原来我做的一切，对你来说没有意义。&lt;br /&gt;原来我在你眼里只是一个随便的女人。&lt;br /&gt;原来你从来没有听得懂我说的话。&lt;br /&gt;原来你一直以为我在耍你。&lt;br /&gt;原来说爱我，也只是如此而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我从来没有觉得你妨碍我或阻碍我迈向未来。&lt;br /&gt;当我已经对你说他不重要，你却把我推向他。&lt;br /&gt;这两天不是给我时间想，而是给你时间想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的对，命是我的。&lt;br /&gt;所以，要死、要活，都是我自己的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道你一点也不了解我的痛苦吗？&lt;br /&gt;难道我说的都是假话吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我害怕。&lt;br /&gt;因为我没有勇气。&lt;br /&gt;因为我害怕历史重演。&lt;br /&gt;因为我害怕再次被受伤害。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不只要顾虑到自己的感受。&lt;br /&gt;我还有其他的顾虑，所以我迟迟不答。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暴风雨的前夕？&lt;br /&gt;暴风雨根本就没有来。&lt;br /&gt;连十号风球都没有。&lt;br /&gt;连绵绵细雨都没有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你不重要，你的下场就会很惨。&lt;br /&gt;你没看过我对不重要人物的残酷无情。&lt;br /&gt;我要恨就会恨到底，你不知道吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只能说我说的每一句话都是认真的。&lt;br /&gt;唐诺你不相信，我也无话可说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你叫我一直走下去。&lt;br /&gt;你要记得是你说的。&lt;br /&gt;而且，你从来都不是我生活中的绊脚石。&lt;br /&gt;对我来说，&lt;br /&gt;绊脚石的定义是烦、讨厌、恨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让我缩回自己的壳里去。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330293865373234577-7739210999781246521?l=lingg-est.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7739210999781246521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330293865373234577/posts/default/7739210999781246521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lingg-est.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_19.html' title='我梦醒了。'/><author><name>/.♥ kyle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
