<?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-21939212</id><updated>2011-07-11T23:27:02.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=' )</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>288</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-4305109831453374756</id><published>2008-07-15T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:40:47.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tanning alone is love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember about the mistake i've done?&lt;br /&gt;The one i mention no one knows, no one would ever acknowledge?&lt;br /&gt;Well, its all over FOR GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;Im really not a player, i dont wish to be one at all! I can never handle.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for leaving you in silence once again.&lt;br /&gt;My mistake for allowing history to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DONT FORGIVE ME. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why  genuine  and pure friendship not happening between man and women?&lt;br /&gt;Why must i always face this kind of problem?&lt;br /&gt;This  shouldn't be a problem at all at the first place!&lt;br /&gt;GUYS!! is being friend with me  that difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/PZZlsJ_BVs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/PZZlsJ_BVs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4305109831453374756?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4305109831453374756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4305109831453374756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/07/tanning-alone-is-love-remember-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8643935951443123185</id><published>2008-06-19T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:24:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I've missed the adidas sundown marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when's the next upcoming marathon?&lt;br /&gt;People. if anyone happen to come across this post and u've any idea or info regarding.&lt;br /&gt;Dont mind gmail me the details.&lt;br /&gt;Most appreciated. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga lin you jia's album is out in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im now in a situation wrby no one wud ever acknowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Of course no one knows. Except for *thia (:&lt;br /&gt;However the truth will eventually surface. Its just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for the right time. I needed more time. Time shall give me a clearer answer.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say hurting you guys are unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance O Lance~&lt;br /&gt;You Jerk~` zzz&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow tat odd timing call was from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8643935951443123185?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8643935951443123185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8643935951443123185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7926625385962301317</id><published>2008-06-09T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:27:28.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been away from my blog for some time. Many times  i wish i could just pen down my emotions my thoughts my misses, the real me up here. However the consequences is going to be too hard for me to face. So i rather not. After all such intention , such feelings will soon fade away. Come to think of it its never a must to pen everything down at that very moment. Its never worth the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here i am finally coming back here to write something.&lt;br /&gt;Not for anyone im sure. Purely here to kill some boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks back i meet with a RTA. It was midnight, after one of our majour fight.&lt;br /&gt;We both were injured of course, nothing to the extreme. We're  really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind some cuts, and really huge abrasions = more scars! Darn!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we're cool. Not blaming anyone wadsoever. Life indeed is damn fucking fragile. Making me wonder if thats the case all along. Why ain't i living my life happy?&lt;br /&gt;NO why i guess. I simply CANT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've been a homely girl lately. No more clubbing no more frenz meeting. ZERO. Basically just having DVD's marathon straight after i knock off from work, even during off days. I'll be just stuck to my TV set till bf book out from camp.&lt;br /&gt;We'll than cook and have dinner together, shower, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say bf still prefer being down graded. Trying all ways and now he's mr storeman. No more mr commando bf. CAnt believe that's what he really wanted all along. What a waste. Training so hard, getting sliver wing airborne and stuff. Now giving everything up for storeman? Man! i can never understand.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least now he's able to book out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American's Next Top Model is back and "The Contender" its awesome!&lt;br /&gt;A must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This days. To be exact, all along my misses for SW is still there. A on off thingy. This very moment i just wanna be honest with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do misses him alot alot. Many time i would imagine if we're still tgt, we'll definately make a loving and happy couple. We would even make a really wonderful husband and wife. He's so like the guy for me. He loves me unconditionally, he knows how to cook, tidy the house, treating me nice, well making me feel like a princess. This apply to B as well. Afterall, they are both who once love me so truly, so dearly, so obviously. Yet, i choose to walk away. Initially hurting them. But the actual fact is, the pain the hurt were even more intense in me.&lt;br /&gt;Many times i ask myself why i still misses them? why i still feel the soreness deep down my soul? Even when i've my bf here with me. This should not be happening at all. BUt my mind just went blank.&lt;br /&gt;I cant seems to find the right answer to fit into such a question.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe this is happening to me after so long. It felt like some kind of soul consuming spell. It hurts and it keeps forcing me to picture how much happier i would be if im with SW.&lt;br /&gt;And at times it will force me back to the happy moments i have with B. It brought me back to the wonderful, happy memories during at work in the kitchen station.&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days i would labeled as HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i would ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;You mean your not happy now?&lt;br /&gt;You have a bf always with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I've not been extremely happy till date.&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic. YES I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bf we're like old old couples. like as though we're married for many years. Very routine at times veri domestic conversation. I dont share with him my problems at work. The problem in me , hiding inside me all along. I dont speak to them regarding that. I just cant. He's not the man who can help who knows how to console who knows how to make me feel better. He simple cant. So i cant share either. How sad. IM SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the culprit is MONEY. Maybe because we're always so worried about money. Maybe because im supporting him for now. MAybe money hurts feelings.&lt;br /&gt;WIth him i worried about how money is spent, if money is enough for the both of us, worried about transportation fees, meals, domestic goods. (if you remember im currently living all by myself, bf sleeping over, mom went back to Indo)&lt;br /&gt;Everything  X2, if you could picture a NSF pay all drawn to clear debts. Nothing left for me. For us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've NO PRESENTS,&lt;br /&gt;NO SURPRISES,&lt;br /&gt;NO ORGANIZED OUTING/ACTIVITIES,&lt;br /&gt;NO DINING,&lt;br /&gt;NO CELEBRATION for a loooong looonnng time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;I DONT FEEL LIKE A PRINCESS ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he the one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and to add on my failure record.&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, i signed a verbal and written warning document back at work.&lt;br /&gt;People cut telling me i perform well, im efficient, im good. When on the other hand you fucking dont sympathies to what i've mention ,m goin through during that very short period. Anyhow, Im cool with that as well.&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna take its as this is not the right place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking gonna get my ass off the company once i get hold of that card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMANS ARE THE MOST AMAZING CREATION ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its makes me feel disturb !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please! Why are ppl keep asking me to join airline. What the point keep saying i hould be there, its should be my calling. I can make it there. Even going to the extreme by saying you will help me get in no matter what. Ah, piss off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness me. Im so sick of hearing such.&lt;br /&gt;How can they make it sound so easy, so simple?&lt;br /&gt;Are they brainless, nutz or something?&lt;br /&gt;I know how many pound i weigh, I've heard of the criteria&lt;br /&gt;Yes! its always my wish to be in the airline.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I JUST DONT FIT IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing over over again makes me feel so lousy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pardon for the errors. im  too lazy to amend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7926625385962301317?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7926625385962301317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7926625385962301317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-been-away-from-my-blog-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7339093187202817808</id><published>2008-04-16T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:51:38.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Radiohead- CREEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hnr72gZlTzs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hnr72gZlTzs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;You float like a feather&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I 'm a creep, I 'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul&lt;br /&gt;I want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's running out again&lt;br /&gt;She's running out ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7339093187202817808?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7339093187202817808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7339093187202817808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/04/radiohead-creep-when-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5433478640705815672</id><published>2008-03-07T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:51:34.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wadthefk&lt;/span&gt;.. im feeling so fking lethargy right now. all of a sudden there's this hatred boiling in me. its feeding on my flesh, its drilling holes into my organs . fking hate the feeling of being helpless, weak and useless. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FKING SHIT. GAWD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money matters&lt;br /&gt;looks matters&lt;br /&gt;figure matters&lt;br /&gt;education matters&lt;br /&gt;health matters&lt;br /&gt;career matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPERFICIAL. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh gawd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you always do what&lt;br /&gt;you've always done, you'll always&lt;br /&gt;get what you always got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOY STINKS. FKING SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5433478640705815672?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5433478640705815672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5433478640705815672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/03/wadthefk.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5482979719761986989</id><published>2008-03-04T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:11:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost die on a particular day last week. The headache just struck, nausea, muscle ache, body cramps, joint pain. Its like wadafuk name it all! It was goddamn torturing. Totally screwed up my entire day. I was fuking cranky the whole day. Simple little things like mom asking me if she shud prepare my share for dinner can actually pissed mi off big time. The sunlight shining into my room, the wind from the fan, can actually agitate me to the core. Nausea all the way like godknowswhy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow i slept throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did came along trying to make me feel alittle better. Like godknows if he really did try his best?! So as usual i'll find excuse for him; yes, he did tried his best maybe he's not the kind who knows how to care for others; goodness im his gf he doest know HOW? Fine, i'll go on telling myself tat maybe he's not mature enough sensible enough to respond appropriately. Ok fine, afterall he did came over and tried his very best?! Ya! YA! YA! So, i forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still it makes me wonder why on earth am i stuck wif someone like him who doesnt know how to make me feel better when im sick. Yet i still haf to pardon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, Im a stupid lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual things just doesnt seems to work well between us. However, somehow i just dont seems to know how to put the word LET GO into action?!!&lt;br /&gt;He make me cry like SHIT, he make me say out all the nasty crude words, my blood boil a million time, BP shoot up, HR shoot up, the atmosphere turn fuking shitty. Yet i can just forgive him all over again. Again and again. Wadafuk man!! Goddamn bloodsucker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, stupid lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, his court fine are almost coming to an end. Hopefully he will be able to clear all external debt as well and be debt-free so i can have mine back asap. Its like donno how many donkey mths i last went for my braces appointment. I really need the cash man. He fuking dont see the point. argh. Im fuking gonna get it frm the doc. Fuking SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dearest Mommy just dont understand my situation. She's so unwilling to compromise. Im like in such shitty state she still demand me to give her money every mth without fail. Why cant she sympathize? faint~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although things dont seems to go my way, life still bitter as ever. Im glad i've ppl out there trying to make its a little sweeter n happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk abt my birthday, bcuz everything was screwed up. Fuking useless him fuking meaningless day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting from my birthday onwards i took a total of 8 days AL. On leave and still get paid = partial happiness. (: Really thx for the ppl who  make my leave a happy and enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;Get to know a number of new frenz. Of course im not happy bcuz i know new ppl, its actually the fun and excitement tat make my day, i've learn to belive tat new frenz are kinda like a one nite stand thingy. Bcuz such frenz  definately belongs to the hi-bye category so why bother investing all ur love emotins into such so call frenship? Anyhow such hi-bye frenz do make a difference. Thx for the fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there's something tat make my leave much more worthwhile, its definately  the catching up wif old frenz. Its the best! Having meals, cycling, movies, shopping, partying with old frenz are most precious and genuine!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Im extremely glad and contented to still have you ppl around to brighten up my life.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 3.50 am now. I still cant sleep. I know my dark rings are sure to get more and more serious, no one is gonna love a panda evonne. But this apologetic feeling is keeping me up till now. So. i've decided to let you know tat im really sorry for not showing up on tat day. Im extremely sad bcuz i din get the chance to taste the spag you make for me, pls its not as thou im greedy or wad. It's bcuz ur intention of cooking for mi  actually moved me. Its not like im being moved so easily. Its just tat somehow or rather i could sense the love n concern frm ur intention. I wish i cud taste your spag; your love. However, if we cud turn back time i wud have made the same decision once again. Bcuz i do not want any mistakes to take place between us. I still believe not showing up at ur place is the rite thing. Sorry Lance! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5482979719761986989?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5482979719761986989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5482979719761986989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-almost-die-on-particular-day-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-632677824500572534</id><published>2008-02-23T06:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:33:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Say today is my lucky day. I saw the girl after me. Evonne you totally overrated her. C'mon von go on and give a pat on your shoulder. Your a wonderful girl. Have faith girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its the same old breakup lines. Pathetic bullshitter.&lt;br /&gt;RONALD LESMANA your a nah bei motherfuking CHEATER!! I totally cant believe someone like you studying in NUS is still licking his mother's pussy and watching his dad doing the scrotum dance. Fuking get a life you fucked up bustard. Your definately old enough to rule your own life and make wise decision. MOMMA'S BOY.&lt;br /&gt;Fuking piece of SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-632677824500572534?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/632677824500572534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/632677824500572534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/02/say-today-is-my-lucky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7120623926839514745</id><published>2008-02-22T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:33:50.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a motherfuking insect sting my left upper eyelid last nite during my slp, now its SWOLLEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spell SHIT. argh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7120623926839514745?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7120623926839514745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7120623926839514745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/02/motherfuking-insect-sting-my-left-upper.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2774060307918026401</id><published>2008-01-31T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:03:09.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We quarrel almost every minute every second, washing my face with tears every single night. From the moment our eyes meet till we actually close our eyes and go to sleep. Over the most basic thing on earth. All thanks to our different up bringing, attitude towards life, mentality. How funny it may seems, we freaked out and make up like daily routine. It spell TORMENTING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could be my motivation, my strength, my energy source of my daily life.&lt;br /&gt;Such feelings are present in my past relationship but why isn't it visible now, here between you and me? After all we've been through so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove to me that its not a mistake for me to choose you.&lt;br /&gt;Will you?! MY LOVE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2774060307918026401?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2774060307918026401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2774060307918026401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-quarrel-almost-every-minute-every.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8846502594972425275</id><published>2008-01-23T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:37:11.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom was rite i've been sucha fool, trying to help him in return i suffer so much. She's rite abt him not being my husband and yet i still choose to carry his problem on my shoulder n neglect my own brother. She scolded me for not being wise. She mention tat guy shud be the one helping his lady. The lady will only lend a helping hand when the guy is her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there's one thing she don understand. Brother has my mom's help even if i did not chip in. As for my guy he doesnt. He's all alone all by himself. I, too don like the idea of helping him, especially the kind of mistake i can never sympathise to. Fucking  making myself looking so pathetic. I can uderstand y mom reacted in sucha way. She is so damn rite tat if i don help my bf i wont look tat bad. Not loaded of course, at the least not penniless.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i dont haf a choice. I choose him, i agree to stick ard wif him so i have to help him. So much so i hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel so sore&lt;br /&gt;I cried too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry Des for all the waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8846502594972425275?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8846502594972425275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8846502594972425275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2008/01/mom-was-rite-ive-been-fool-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-1061883530594917647</id><published>2007-12-31T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:05.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo slides i've made in the past.&lt;br /&gt;This shall mark the end of my 2007..&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!! =*)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/R3jLhdjScVI/AAAAAAAAALw/cQCGoG23ej8/s1600-h/ben+von.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 262px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 350px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=7508406&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p1/7508406/lt_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=7508406&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p2/7508406/lt_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-1061883530594917647?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1061883530594917647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1061883530594917647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/12/photo-slides-ive-made-in-past.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/R3jLhdjScVI/AAAAAAAAALw/cQCGoG23ej8/s72-c/ben+von.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-4661978068890743422</id><published>2007-12-31T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My WANTS for 2008 :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;clear all my debts as well as dearest debts ASAP!! (DEBTS FREE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have more cash for my beauty needs and leisure wise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try out shisha!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose fats!! Goodbye to FAT arms/tummy/FACE!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clearer complexion!! (not asking to be pimple-free but lesser pimple/scars/darkrings)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be loved, respected, taken care of by others MORE!! (im not usually tough deep down)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dearest will be more sensible, grown up, responsible, capable (i wish to be free frm 'babysitting')&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dearest will be fine-free, trouble-free!! PLEASE~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be a HAPPIER person (truly happy!! in-out-left-right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;communication wif ppl including mom will improve. (NO MORE misnderstanding n PLS stop misinterpret my intention)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blessed with everlasting/true frenship!! *pray*pray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GOOD HEALTH for me n my family as well as to whoever come in contact wid me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOVE myself MORE. (hearts GOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;190208(20th bday)  May it be a wonderful, memorable n an important one. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Achieve DIP CERT/PR!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;back to sports!! ( i miss the sunkissed fitness)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an aura of beauty~ *muackz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;LOOk!! 2008 im so looking forward to ur arrival!! (:&lt;br /&gt;EVONNE shall not be disappointed yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3 more hrs to work)&lt;br /&gt;(6 more hrs to 'nude' year!!) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love&lt;br /&gt;VONNE* 1800hrs&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/R3jAFNjScUI/AAAAAAAAALo/3WdQssWmawY/s1600-h/M6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/R3jAFNjScUI/AAAAAAAAALo/3WdQssWmawY/s320/M6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150077369667711298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4661978068890743422?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4661978068890743422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4661978068890743422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-wants-for-2008-clear-all-my-debts-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/R3jAFNjScUI/AAAAAAAAALo/3WdQssWmawY/s72-c/M6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-6133695227376555352</id><published>2007-12-31T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T08:53:00.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohooo.. im so soo happy to be home!!&lt;br /&gt;Its been a hectic nite shift duty.. Its GE season.. Paeds r coming in one by one.. Just wad is wrong wif them?&lt;br /&gt;After effect of Christmas??!! Mayb =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well oh well, ppl haf been asking me wads ur plan for 2008 new yr countdown?&lt;br /&gt;Pls ppl.. stop rubbing salt on my wound..&lt;br /&gt;Now im telling you i'll be counting down in the hospital.. Im on nite duty..&lt;br /&gt;Thx to all the sweety for the invitation.. You guys haf fun ya (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow i'll still be able to see fireworks @ my work place.. Heard tat its really gonna be a clear view..&lt;br /&gt;We shall see =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite.. needa go..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. feel like puking. I've this craving for hotcakes so i actually stuff 2 box of h.c into my throat.. I feel so sick now.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash up and off to dreamland&lt;br /&gt;Nite world~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cai Hong(tell me? how can we stop loving jay.. he has all my fav songs.. hee.. But i've yet to get his album.. sigh)&lt;br /&gt;VONNE* 0945hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6133695227376555352?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6133695227376555352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6133695227376555352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/12/woohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-1704704217181947713</id><published>2007-12-30T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T18:51:17.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cell was vibrating while im half way thru feeding the baby in the nursery. The other hand on the receiver attending to a patient hu called frm her room. You able to picture??&lt;br /&gt;Quickly attend to the patient over the phone, hang the phone still wif the baby in my arms+ milk bottle i reach for my hp in my pocket juz to receive a call like this : "hello is this evonne?"&lt;br /&gt;I said "yes" obviously, and tat asshole guy mumble something to his fren n hang the phone.. WTF!!??&lt;br /&gt;Private number yah.. You jerk!! I bet earlier on ur the same guy hu called asking me if i've called you earlier on.. Funny uh..&lt;br /&gt; I did not make any out goin call you say i call you.. moreover i don haf ur contact in my cell.. 985218** SICK~&lt;br /&gt;If you haf something for mi juz say.. dont haf to come up wif such joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain.. rain go away come again another day~&lt;br /&gt;You'r making me lazy ZZzzZzZzzzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im on night shift today n tml.. there goes my NEWYEAR 2008 countdown..&lt;br /&gt;No fireworks for mi, no party, no alcohol, no crowd, no music, no kisses, no huggies, no warmth,  no nth..&lt;br /&gt;Im in the hospital with newborns (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've FAT arms!!&lt;br /&gt;Its definately the side effect of dragon boating.. haaa :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many pitures to upload.. will find time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, went zouk on 261207, marks the end of 2007 mambo nite.&lt;br /&gt;On 241207 Kiss-mas eve celebration at db mate zhihao's place, later part went over to fort canning with dearest n fren to cdc( chill, drink, chips) haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to shower n get ready for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the littlest thing&lt;br /&gt;VONNE* 1850hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-1704704217181947713?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1704704217181947713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1704704217181947713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-cell-was-vibrating-while-im-half-way.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3892106543808483785</id><published>2007-12-28T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:03:34.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2007 is soon coming to an end. If you were to ask mi to sum up this year. I can juz say i never like this year a single bit, it has been a tiring year, a stressful year for me..&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden the song "im not a ger not yet a women" is playing up in my mind.. I wonder y..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so so many things up in mind, many things coming up in life. To the extend at times i just feel like putting everything down, letting go. Off my shoulder, off my mind, off my heart n juz leave this never-seems-to-be-kind-to-me world quietly peacefully.. However, hu on earth told mi tat leaving this world i'll find peace n quietness?&lt;br /&gt;I kne it veri well.. a sinner like mi will definately have a hard time when i die.. sad uh.. Im so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Neither loved here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far work is manageable.  If you ask mi if im happy there i can say happy once in a full moon.. Not tat bad actually.. at least its not once in a blue moon you see.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;POsitive.. Yes!! Im working on my way there..&lt;br /&gt;Working life is definately cruel, stressful, tiring.. To make things worse is when u aint the highest position there, so ur not human.. N my salary!! Goodness gracious!! LOW LOW LOWLY PAID. Sigh.. With tat pathetic hard earn blood money i need to give some to mom, support my daily living, my beauty needs (braces), clear my debts(trust me ook, its my greatest wish n accomplishment to settle all my debts.. trust me im working hard on it. Sympathize pls ppl!!), clear dearest court fine, debts, some daily expenses.&lt;br /&gt;Ok blame hu?? Blame urself Evonne Ng!! You choose this path. Your sick in ur mind, ur ass, in every single part deep inside ur bone.. SICK SICK SICK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do wish to take short cut in life.. Im really tired if you ppl r too blind to notice.. Now im spelling out to you.. IM REALLY  T. I. R. E. D..&lt;br /&gt;I do have the tot of settling down soon n fast.. Grab hold of any man hu is stable in income, stable in career, stable in life, stable up in the mind and juz get marry.. I'll juz stay home cook for the family, have kids, bring them up, educate them.. Every single day think of dfferent dishes to cook for my hubby.. If i haf kids i'll committe my whole life, attention to them.. I'll work hard in educating them to be a happy kid, a leader.. I wan my child to be successful to be loved n respected by ppl.. To be someone useful, educated, capable.. Ahh.. Juz the opposite of mi will do..Gee.. And most importantly i don haf to worry abt money.. Hubby will earn it.. N my greatest wish is to haf a family which is real inout left right.. Communication, time, bonding, outing tgt is very very important!! A complete one with father, mother, siblings, grandparents, cousin, uncle, aunty.. (unlike mine)&lt;br /&gt;HOw to find?? Yawnz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know something.. I've this kitchen staff at my working place.. Her hubby is earning 4K yet she still wanna work as a food server whom only earn 800+.. Its not like her hubby torture her don gif her money or way.. NONO.. Her hubby gave all the 4K to her.. she's responsible in managing the money.. WOW!! She haf a 3 yr old boy..&lt;br /&gt;Well if im her i don bother working man.. I rather be a full time hsewife.. Providing 1st class love n attention to my hubby.. 1st class up bringing for my boy in educational, play n health wise.. Top class ook.. haaa..&lt;br /&gt;She's damn blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;Wad melt my heart is not the 4K the hubby is earning n allowing her to take charge all the money.. Its when she say "i know my hubby love me alot alot, very very much" AWWW.. tell mi how many women on earth will actually say something like tat abt their hubby? They will either say "ok lor", "not bad" .. Even if they were to say something like tat kitchen staff its definately putting up a show.. You get the picture..&lt;br /&gt;I also wish tat in future i'll haf the chance to shout out loud to the whole world exactly like how she say abt her hubby..haa.. Enuff said..&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for tat one fine day ya dearest.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you..&lt;br /&gt;If by chance you come across my blog this is for you..&lt;br /&gt;I really don haf the intention of replying ur smses.. N i'll try not to.. Seriously i cant be bothered with a guy like you.. I need to be frank.. I never want to trust a single word you said out.. Seems like puke to mi.. I don wanna belive tat ur misses ur love for me is true.. Not frm a guy hu actually make out wif gers in clubs.. N definately not guys like you hu whine abt her already hist gf, ex gf, ex ex gf.. wadever shit.. i don want to care.. Guys like you say a thing n meant another juz go away.. far far away.. If your really tat genuine pls go back to church.. Cut all the fake crap.. I simply hate guys hu say misses loves to many many diff gers.. So wad ur misses n loves r free of charge.. Im not accepting it.. Sorry for saying such a thing.. I wanted to belive you.. But i juz cant seems to convince myself.. YOU SOUNDED REALLY FAKE in ur blog entry, your sms to mi, our past conversation.. You can lead the way you want, juz don come any closer before i shoot all this at ur face.. it wont be nice.. TC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly i wanna welcome 2008 wif open arms.. PLease dont disappoint me.. For once smpathise and love me alrite.. haa :*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to prepare dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love&lt;br /&gt;VONNE* 2100hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3892106543808483785?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3892106543808483785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3892106543808483785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-is-soon-coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-827712777034988097</id><published>2007-11-28T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:28:55.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thou im kinda slow at it..&lt;br /&gt;still it came as a shock to kne the death of this 5 singaporean rowers..&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain y but my heart aches to the max upon hearing such news..&lt;br /&gt;we r so rite to say tat life is fragile... so so fragile..&lt;br /&gt;yet ppl r taken for granted every single day..&lt;br /&gt;wad to do??&lt;br /&gt;its human nature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-827712777034988097?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/827712777034988097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/827712777034988097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/11/thou-im-kinda-slow-at-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8249530118171096510</id><published>2007-11-11T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T13:24:53.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my lifes' a fuking rollercoaster ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen doctor..&lt;br /&gt;its tension headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward to the vertical marathon, paid n registered..&lt;br /&gt;end up not attending.. some shit happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fuking money eating ezlink card is driving me crazy.. OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdo out there using al my pictures claiming tat the ger in it which is ME is actually her.&lt;br /&gt;a pic taken wif joyce was written as "me and jen".. CLASSIC~&lt;br /&gt;im wondering who the hell is "jen"?? muahaha&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to this ger by the name VIVIAN CHEN!!&lt;br /&gt;Glad its over.. Things settle fast and clear cut.&lt;br /&gt;I don mind getting to kne new frenz but pls don haf to do all tis.. ITs CREEPY arite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic hard earn money spend like water.. fast n invisible .SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it suck to the core to haf debts under ones name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon panda eye!! leave me for once!!... SHOOSHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;fat and ugly potential PSY von.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8249530118171096510?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8249530118171096510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8249530118171096510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-lifes-fuking-rollercoaster-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5970358420491924355</id><published>2007-11-03T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:59:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once i've read an article abt opposite attracts.&lt;br /&gt;It says, in this world, how much is commom can we find in a person when we are all being brought up in a total different way, different family background. Almost everything are uniquely different.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we tend to get attracted to someone hu is very much different frm us; character wise, behaviour wise, interest wise, status wise, familybackground wise, mindset wise, lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;wise.&lt;br /&gt;Whe we are different the curiousity in us rises. We get so interested in one another, wanting to know more, wanting more of tat person. The attachment will den grow stronger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i admit at times i find myself extremely attached to him despite all the differences.&lt;br /&gt;So, is tat wadwe call 'love is blind'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many questions start fooding my mind even at this hr (4am), when my mind is suppose to be sleeping/resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 2 individual is so different the word 'compromise' comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Compromise' means 2 different opinions of 2 different individual comes to a win-win situation or a party decides to give in. Is tat how we define it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if r/s is all abt compromising 24/7, isnt it going to be too stressful n tiring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tats the case for my r/s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thoughts/decision always goes thru arguements den to the process of compromise..&lt;br /&gt;?seldom/?never will we hit off wid the same thoughts/decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is it so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we're far too different; to a large large extend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wad m i suppose to do abt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go?? NO.. its definately not the solution. I insist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHy is loving someone getting more n more exhausting?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i being hooked up in a r/s wrby laughter, blissfulness seems so minimal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5970358420491924355?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5970358420491924355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5970358420491924355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/11/once-ive-read-article-abt-opposite.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5819656501782132350</id><published>2007-10-28T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:00:25.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the net is down.. tat explain not being able to update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, for whomever it may concern.. evonne is fine!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still kicking for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i must say life is definately tougher w/o mom n bro by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i'll find ways to keep myself occupy n be more positive towards life, towards my fate, towards my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately haf been deployed to surgical medical ward, leaving my O&amp;amp;G department; comfort zone, not a veri good experience.. but im really glad i've made some new frenz.. Thx GOd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haf not been partying for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;having a love/hate attitude towards nitelife..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5819656501782132350?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5819656501782132350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5819656501782132350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/10/net-is-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-858278106261076419</id><published>2007-10-09T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:28:21.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im so in love wif today!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(081007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOnday is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY DAY&lt;/span&gt; =*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant working day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy moment after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyable midnight. (Di da DiDi da Di) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splendid~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, von&lt;br /&gt;MUACKZ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-858278106261076419?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/858278106261076419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/858278106261076419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-is-happy-day-pleasant-working.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-141598414321093909</id><published>2007-10-07T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:06.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RwjHa0uYa3I/AAAAAAAAALg/fUJAXhqkFVA/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RwjHa0uYa3I/AAAAAAAAALg/fUJAXhqkFVA/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118560240150276978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...SMILE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and make it real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it'll be enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to last for a life time... =*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-141598414321093909?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/141598414321093909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/141598414321093909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/10/smile-and-make-it-real-cause-just-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RwjHa0uYa3I/AAAAAAAAALg/fUJAXhqkFVA/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-9071967559379730191</id><published>2007-10-01T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:58:13.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cryng now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth to do wif my work.....&lt;br /&gt;Just tat certain words coming out from certain ppl's mouth can be so hurting and heart-piercing!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hold back my tears so badly...&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i CANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evonne&lt;br /&gt;let go...&lt;br /&gt;please let go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog abt my 1st day of work some other time.. mayb when this crying spell decides to leave me for good..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-9071967559379730191?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/9071967559379730191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/9071967559379730191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cried-12-hr-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5353233411298843050</id><published>2007-10-01T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:52:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ppl (: Thanks alot  for wishing me best of luck for my 1st day of work.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly appreciated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts~ Jonathan, Lance, Szewei, Desmond, Joyce, Zhiwei, Junde......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT WORLD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly there's a sense of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awkwardness!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;between me and Carita... Its really really strong.. This feelings has been with me for quite sometime.. N i hate it so so much... I wanted to keep it to myself forever.. however its killing me deep inside.. I don understand why.. I wanted her so much, to lead me in to hear mi out to appreciate my presence.. yet time to time i get rejected in silence..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5353233411298843050?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5353233411298843050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5353233411298843050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-ppl-thanks-alot-for-wishing-me-best.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6340882833807915068</id><published>2007-09-30T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:43:29.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>certain misses n love r best left unspoken, for the good of you n mi, as well as others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evonne.. you r doing great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need is someone who is able to treat me right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6340882833807915068?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6340882833807915068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6340882833807915068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/certain-misses-n-love-r-best-left.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3718552612023205104</id><published>2007-09-26T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:22:47.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOORAY!!! Im recruit!!&lt;br /&gt;Im officially a nurse now, starting work on the 1st of Oct..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a start of a new beginning and of cuz a busy and fruitful one..(:&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i wont even haf time to pay much attention to tat bitch who simply love barking nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;Bark all you can!! Im not gonna entertain or get affected by ur childish assumption..&lt;br /&gt;Shove it up your ass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said enuff..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously cant be bothered with such a brainless creature!!&lt;br /&gt;Making a fool out of herself wif such comment you said abt me..&lt;br /&gt;You kne fucking NUTZ abt anything, fucking living in ur own pathetic memories, fucking assuming things.. GO AHEAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM OUT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i'll like to wish you luck.. (:&lt;br /&gt;May you turn ur pathetic memories into reality b4 you start having hallucination.. (:&lt;br /&gt;If you were to go on hallucinating it wont do you any good my dear.. haa.. FUCKING GET YOUR FACTS  RITE B4 YOU EVEN START BARKING LIKE SOME INSANE WHORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK!! FOR GOODNESS SAKE.. Since its nv the 1st time such thing happen you ought to kne wad went wrong.. It does not look good on you if you were to blame other bitches for ur incapability instead of your own pathetic soul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated so much to say such a thing abt you.. However come to think of it YOU ASKED FOR IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD ON TIGHT TO HIM N FUCK OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo.. im running late..&lt;br /&gt;*out-gyming n running (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3718552612023205104?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3718552612023205104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3718552612023205104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/hooray-im-recruit-im-officially-nurse.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7707441703816896274</id><published>2007-09-26T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T03:12:06.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"wont you feel wasted to let us go? we love each other so much.. we think of each other all the time.. we kne we're meant for each other.. why lie to yourself and run away frm your heart.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" cant you tell frm my eyes that i really love you and i am serious abt you.. how can you forget mi so quickly.. the memory of us dancing tgt keep coming back.. how can you forget mi so quickly.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"laopo.. can you dont leave me.. i woke up feeling veri scared.. i really cannot live w/o you.. forgive this silly boy ba.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID ALL THIS TO THE WRONG PERSON, SOMEHOW IT APPEARS TO BE A PACK OF LIES TO ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*peace out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7707441703816896274?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7707441703816896274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7707441703816896274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/wont-you-feel-wasted-to-let-us-go-we.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3320029999120465675</id><published>2007-09-26T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:22:28.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night jog was pretty good.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However someone doesnt like the idea tat im out for late nite jogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welll.... shall see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow tml will be out jogging as well as gyming!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be back on track..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Von&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3320029999120465675?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3320029999120465675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3320029999120465675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-night-jog-was-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-250121872699254053</id><published>2007-09-23T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:08.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colourful pictures shall brighten up our days (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113118456456702802" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RvVOXUuYavI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DPxXgbJyY7o/s320/DSC01138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RvVOFkuYauI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MVzAQ9Vz0H0/s1600-h/DSC00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113078809613593314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RvVOFkuYauI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MVzAQ9Vz0H0/s320/DSC00110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-250121872699254053?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/250121872699254053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/250121872699254053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/recent-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RvVyJUuYa1I/AAAAAAAAALM/XJ9Dr3LZ95g/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-7605765909423158719</id><published>2007-09-22T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T05:20:40.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>von&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking and stop crying&lt;br /&gt;juz go to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7605765909423158719?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7605765909423158719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7605765909423158719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/von-stop-thinking-and-stop-crying-juz.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8116352613649838508</id><published>2007-09-22T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T03:14:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone has an earthly Father as well as a Heavenly Father..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mi.. im not tat luccky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad left mi when i was really really young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his eyes im definately not someone hu is worthless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont deny tat i've lots of impefection; flaws..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, tats not a good reason for you ppl to say such a thing abt mi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you kne how hurting n demoralizing it is to come across such conversation coming frm 2 total stranger, 1 hu is trying hard to prove his love for mi and one hu knows nth totally nth abt mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how scary has this world become!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont live to please you, if you look down on mi there's nth i can do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8116352613649838508?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8116352613649838508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8116352613649838508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/everyone-has-earthly-father-as-well-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7947107708003230941</id><published>2007-09-22T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:16:37.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've nv felt so insulted in my entire  life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tarnishing my reputation as thou you haf the rites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may seems worthless, helpless n hopeless in your eyes but still you're got no rites to say such thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kne fucking nuts abt mi, my life.. hu you think you ppl r!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ppl r so high up y even bother speaking abt this bimbo rite here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolly well tok to ppl of the same status as yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call yourself a Christian!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCK DICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im vulgar... SO WAD?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!  barbarians&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7947107708003230941?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7947107708003230941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7947107708003230941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-nv-felt-so-insulted-in-my-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6512507454902113006</id><published>2007-09-20T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:51:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she left me a msg in frenster....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by rite i shud fuucking get pissed off or wadsoever, but i refuse to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it she did nth wrong, she's juz trying to protect her r/s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who dares to love deserve to be loved~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow this whole issue allows mi to realise wad a heartbreaker i'am back den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad if one day my bf left me for another ger, i doubt i can be like her.. so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go crazy for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kne nutz abt handling such situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH big time yaahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAther O Father.. I know your looking, your listening.. disappointed aint you..&lt;br /&gt;Im disappointed as well.. in myself as well as in HIMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS ARE A FULL TIME PLAYER N LIER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE TELL YOU ONE THING AND THERE HE GOES TELLING ANOTHER LADY ANOTHER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna think about it, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think its possible?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart wrecking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth Gates-Too Serious Too Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you where&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what your thinking about tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your alone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've been crying just like me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I lost your touch&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wanted to be loved too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm Staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you every day&lt;br /&gt;I told you every night in every way&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you got scared&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have nothing else to say&lt;br /&gt;But I love you&lt;br /&gt;So baby now my life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt;cos I couldn't love you any less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm Staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too soon&lt;br /&gt;It's not right&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair&lt;br /&gt;It's in you baby cuts like a knife&lt;br /&gt;what if you were the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got too serious to soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;too serious too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you too love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm Staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6512507454902113006?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6512507454902113006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6512507454902113006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/she-left-me-msg-in-frenster.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5465894782584603637</id><published>2007-09-20T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:00:55.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not gonna blame anyone for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe yOu r place in my life for a reason, either to love mi or to hurt mi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet your rite, either ways we shudn't be Too Serious Too Soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries....&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina-The Voice Within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ng girl don’t cry&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;Young girl it’s alright&lt;br /&gt;Your tears will dry, you’ll soon be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing’s harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there’s no one else, look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll find the strength that will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;You’ll learn to begin to trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t hide&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never change if you just run away&lt;br /&gt;Young girl just hold tight&lt;br /&gt;Soon you’re gonna see your brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to stand your ground when you’re so afraid&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;br /&gt;When you look outside look inside to your soul &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey&lt;br /&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;br /&gt;As long as you’re learning&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find all you’ll ever need to know&lt;br /&gt;(be strong)&lt;br /&gt;You’ll break it&lt;br /&gt;(hold on)&lt;br /&gt;You’ll make it&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t forsake it because&lt;br /&gt;No one can tell you what you can’t do&lt;br /&gt;No one can stop you, you know that I’m talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t cry I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5465894782584603637?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5465894782584603637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5465894782584603637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-gonna-blame-anyone-for-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3140152369453802778</id><published>2007-09-20T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T03:39:48.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz got home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY... I FEEL LIKE CRYING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING OUT LOOOUUUUDDD  KINDA CRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I CUD JUZ GO ON CRYING AND CRYING NON STOP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NO IDEA Y MY LIFE SUX TO THE CORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry Father..&lt;br /&gt;but i reaaly hate myself, my life n fate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lonely rite now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y on earth did it turn out this way???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate being tipsy.. FUck iT~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3140152369453802778?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3140152369453802778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3140152369453802778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/juz-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7891515944926413571</id><published>2007-09-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T01:02:55.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pardon mi for this..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my muthafukin body really hurt like F U C K!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like crying man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like im having a hurt time undressing myself, washing my back, even lifting up my arms to wash my hair.. ARGH~ The body ache is killing me totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have stop training for almost half a year and now im back to my training life.. Its really tough.. really requires tonnes of discipline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to push myself harder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Niwae, juz got back home frm supper.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things coming up tml including my run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning in~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIght world~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7891515944926413571?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7891515944926413571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7891515944926413571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/pardon-mi-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3299809093328136589</id><published>2007-09-18T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:32:58.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aching here n there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really tired yet cant slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone left mi speechless...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, im turning in now... will force myself to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite world~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml will be going for rounds n rounds of running as well as DB training. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3299809093328136589?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3299809093328136589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3299809093328136589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/aching-here-n-there.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6983322716090222374</id><published>2007-09-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:08.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badminton and gym today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now my entire body is shaking like nobody's business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shag Shag Shag~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda depressing n disappointing..&lt;br /&gt;Im so unfit now.. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Haf been leading a total unhealthy life for a few mths..&lt;br /&gt;Tat explain y recently i feel so fat n ugly abbt myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, im not goin to let this carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tat i've graduated means no more DB training for mi.. still, i must learn to be more discipline in keeping fit n healthy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo... Im going back to my training life!!&lt;br /&gt;I want my stamina back!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!! Once again, with God's grace everything seems possible!! I listen to the Almighty God by leaving all my problems and worries in your loving hands and Im so proud to say tat bcuz of my faith in You my Lord.. YOu solve my problems.. Bit by bit things r improving.. Thanks Father!! Thank You so so much!!&lt;br /&gt;At last MOM approve to my appeal.. Im going for my medical check up soon, mayb tml.. May things get better and better frm now on.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's people are always the HAPPIEST~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOve~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/Ru5wkDaJY2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/OUWO1k3z7v4/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/Ru5wkDaJY2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/OUWO1k3z7v4/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111146391804666722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6983322716090222374?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6983322716090222374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6983322716090222374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/badminton-and-gym-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/Ru5wkDaJY2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/OUWO1k3z7v4/s72-c/13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-4669022555580896809</id><published>2007-09-16T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:08.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not goin to be sad abt it anymore, when im still living on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is really enough..&lt;br /&gt;I reaaly feel this way right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my sufferings no one seems to understand clearly, expect myself n the ones hu had hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Even so, wad can the person do?&lt;br /&gt;Its like SO WAD!!?? WAd can you Do?&lt;br /&gt;1 word : NOTHING~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously life still goes on and eventually we will all move on.. Everyone agrees on tat..&lt;br /&gt;Thou its all abt a matter of time.. how sad&lt;br /&gt;However i always appear to be the stupidest freak on earth hu always take the longest time to forget n be healed...&lt;br /&gt;Always deeply wounded..&lt;br /&gt;Well its ok, its alrite~ Afterall hu cares... STilll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will learn to live my life much more happier even w/o u by my side.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G o d i s t h e D J&lt;br /&gt;L i f e i s t h e d a n c e f l o o r&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110747548256658258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/Ru0F0TaJY1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/KDG78z6E7F4/s320/lalala.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ferige-Big Girls Dont Cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Da Da Da&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;br /&gt;Your probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;br /&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;br /&gt;To be with myself and center, clarity&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, Myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But Ive got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;Its time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that I'm walking&lt;br /&gt;I must go alone&lt;br /&gt;I must take the baby steps until I'm full grown&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they&lt;br /&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, Myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;Its time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the little school mate in the school yard&lt;br /&gt;We'll play jacks and uno cards&lt;br /&gt;Ill be your best friend and you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Yes you can hold my hand if u want to&lt;br /&gt;Cause I want to hold yours too&lt;br /&gt;Well be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds&lt;br /&gt;But its time for me to go home&lt;br /&gt;Its getting late, dark outside&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with myself and center, clarity&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, Myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;Its time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4669022555580896809?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4669022555580896809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4669022555580896809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-goin-to-be-sad-abt-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/Ru0F0TaJY1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/KDG78z6E7F4/s72-c/lalala.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-7258933971145163470</id><published>2007-09-08T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:17:39.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At times really feel so sick and pointless toking to my mom&lt;br /&gt;Cant haf a peaceful or clear communication&lt;br /&gt;Find it so tedious to relate to her&lt;br /&gt;Always bring me close to tears&lt;br /&gt;Hate it to the core!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything in my life will get better.. PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf faith in my Father God!! =)&lt;br /&gt;If nth goes wrong i'll be back home soon..&lt;br /&gt;Will be able to see my bro soon as well.. really miss him~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7258933971145163470?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7258933971145163470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7258933971145163470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/at-times-really-feel-so-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7615800834233288037</id><published>2007-09-05T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:05:10.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly i haf this thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if for the very next moment i stop breathing,&lt;br /&gt;my heart stop beating and&lt;br /&gt;i just die like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how will you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you ever find out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you say you love me for the very last time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7615800834233288037?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7615800834233288037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7615800834233288037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/suddenly-i-haf-this-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3654453812747502159</id><published>2007-09-01T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:02:09.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bullied by my relatives.. i don understand their behaviour their attitude.. i wanna be back in singapore, i miss my home back there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don like living here.. totally aimless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reeally dont kne how to communicate wif my mom my relatives over here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back to church, i wanna be ard with my cell grp E345..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at once i crave to live alone with only God... even thou i fear of loneliness.. but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don wan to be blame for nth always..&lt;br /&gt;im so tiired of being misunderstand and always trying to clarify things over and over again.. so sick!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sick n irritated to face all those hypocrites in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need love, i need comfort, i need understanding, i need warmth, i need motivation, i need inspiration, i need someone hu can lead mi look after me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from whom i can get all this from? besides my Father god..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3654453812747502159?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3654453812747502159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3654453812747502159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/09/bullied-by-my-relatives.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3382613312543236386</id><published>2007-08-24T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:59:27.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>down with tears again. was on the bed, everyone was already soundly aslp. im all alone, all by myself once again.. forcing my eyes close. yet my tears is still able to flow down, all ove my cheeks, wetting the side of my hair, my neck, my bed sheet.. totally beyond control. no matter how hard i tried to shut my eyes tight, tears somehow has ways to escape out of my eyes. i cover my mouth with my hands, never to let out a single noise.. weeping so pathetically so quietly so torturing.. i reach out for the mp3, push in the ear piece into my ear. playing toni braxton album..its my fav. i cried even more uponing hearing the songs. my mind begin to wander.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise lately i haf been pushing myself too much, telling myself tat he has been history, they r all history. i shud stop harming myself by looking back.. looking into the past.. i haf to stop thinking tat things will get better or we will be back again. i really haf to be cool in letting go of all my past. i haf to open my arms for a new start. repeating this to myself over and over again, till im always forced to tear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not as strong as i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even just when i tell myself, you lose some and you gain some so as to make myself feel better everytime after i cry, now it dont seems to work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel the pain. the pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;all the pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me away&lt;br /&gt;take me far from all heartaches, misery and pain&lt;br /&gt;take away all the misses&lt;br /&gt;take away my love for you&lt;br /&gt;take away my urge for your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it&lt;br /&gt;stop it&lt;br /&gt;stop it&lt;br /&gt;stop it&lt;br /&gt;stop it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hunting me down&lt;br /&gt;its making me weak&lt;br /&gt;its hurting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so cruel to me&lt;br /&gt;how can you ever leave me behide juz bcuz you think you're not good enuff&lt;br /&gt;cant you work hard just for me for our future&lt;br /&gt;y say your not the one hu can provide me&lt;br /&gt;cant you prove to me tat you can keep to promises n your a resposible man&lt;br /&gt;cant you treat me right&lt;br /&gt;cant you give me more attention,more love , care n concern&lt;br /&gt;cant you occasionally surprise me so as to make me feel important, pampered and precious&lt;br /&gt;cant you once in awhile ask about my problem, my stresses, even if you cant help all i need is your concern your listening ears&lt;br /&gt;cant you juz trust me more&lt;br /&gt;cant you just treat me your girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im weak without you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;imissmissmiss&lt;br /&gt;really misses you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haf you been eating well&lt;br /&gt;haf you been falling ill hafing fever again&lt;br /&gt;haf you stop smoking&lt;br /&gt;haf you trim your nails&lt;br /&gt;haf you been cleaning your room washing your dirty clothes&lt;br /&gt;haf you been slping well&lt;br /&gt;haf you been obeying rules n stop getting sah-man&lt;br /&gt;haf you been riding in the rain&lt;br /&gt;haf you been saving up n clearing your debts&lt;br /&gt;haf you been drinking lots of water&lt;br /&gt;haf you been brushing your teeth b4 goin to bed&lt;br /&gt;haf you been clearing your plates n cups after meals&lt;br /&gt;haf you been missing me&lt;br /&gt;haf you been doing well&lt;br /&gt;haf you realise im not doing well&lt;br /&gt;haf you realise tat im away&lt;br /&gt;most imptly haf you realise tat i might not be able to see you ever ever again, i might even be a flight away frm you if things is still going on so negatively..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really scared really really worried really frighten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father are you mad at me? Father why is it just when you gave me some hope, some life, slight strength. you decided to withdraw out from my life? what mistake haf i done this time round? i kne deep down my heart i've not been pure. i told you i'll love only you, i surrender my whole heart n soul to you. yet my heart still think of him allowing my mind to wander over, to sin through my thoughts. i admit it. I'm sorry Father!! Please dont leave me behide. Father im sure you know it veri well tat i can never manage all this alone. Please be with me now and forever! Father please dont take away my only apportunity to secure mt stay in spore. Father i praise You for giving me this job in RH. i thank you for making it so easy to get a place there. i kne you brought this miracle into my life. but y didnt you bring me thru? y did You stay thru? y is it at the very last min you went away? Father please dont forsake me. Pull me thru! Give me you blessing, take me by your mighty hand. Bless me all the way. Please give me this one and only chance to prove it to you and to myself, as well as the ppl ard me tat im worthy. You r my Almighty God!! without your Grace im really nothing. Father, dont leave me hanging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me..&lt;br /&gt;save me..&lt;br /&gt;save me..&lt;br /&gt;save me..&lt;br /&gt;save me Father!!&lt;br /&gt;You are our miracle maker!!&lt;br /&gt;You create me, You heal me, You cleanse me, You protect me, You guide me, You empower mi with all positives!! Father i've come to an end or rather we humans; my mom,uncle n ppl haf come to an end whereby realy nth can be done.. we really really rweally did all we can all we shud all we cud. There shud not be any problem moreover the company haf already acknowledge me so wad is the matter with the MOM? Father can you see tat there'snth we can do.. I am really leaving all this to you!! Leaving all this problem into your Almighty Hands!! I truly blive in You. i trust You! I love You Father!! I know You will grant me just like how you grant me with the job contract after i speak to You the other time. Father You did all this bcuz You wanted me to speak to You? :) I apologise for not speaking to you for the past few days. My bad, my bad mistake!! Father i promise to speak to You more. Father, i really need your generosity, your forgiveness, your blessing!! Father, take me thru and i promise not to let you down. Please Father please!! This is my one andonly last hope. I love You Lord, my Holy Father!! Holy Spirit lead me in, allow me to be more focus when come to worship and praising the Lord, Jesus Christ. In Jesus Almight Hands and Loving name i pray. Amen Amen~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3382613312543236386?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3382613312543236386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3382613312543236386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/down-with-tears-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-994010479331688269</id><published>2007-08-18T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:54:35.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling emo all over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i was i cud be like the ger in that korea drama i've watched recently..&lt;br /&gt;Thru hallucination she meet her llove ones.. &lt;br /&gt;We haf not been seeing each other since tat veri day..  If only i cud be like tat ger..  Going insane and nv stop hallucinating abt ur presence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this in my dream : "i'm sorry there's so much i want to give you, but the only thing i leave you with is pain" and i was weeping so pathetically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye ppl~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-994010479331688269?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/994010479331688269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/994010479331688269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/feeling-emo-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8521209336529880722</id><published>2007-08-17T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T15:44:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HEART E345 to the max!! Thou we only kne each other not more den a week i suppose.. but the frenship, the care n concern, the love r always in the air, its so pure and true..It feels really good when happiness is made obvious.. =)) E345 r made up of  a bunch of peeps with diff personalities, outlook, fashion sense,  family back grounds..however, all wif hidden problems, stresses in them.. Yet, they r forever cheerful, crappy, positive and happy-go-lucky!! So lovable!! Because WE are all God'd ppl.. =)) Its really a blessing to kne them and thx guys for the bon voyage card.. Veri sweeet~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Carita.. thx for the blessing$... LOve~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8521209336529880722?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8521209336529880722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8521209336529880722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-heart-e345-to-max-thou-we-only-kne.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2476840643938737373</id><published>2007-08-16T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T03:19:41.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dislike loneliness, penniless, sadness to the core!! so almost every single day i'll be out.. will only return back home say.. the nx morning.... however today stayed home the entire day, alone..&lt;br /&gt;not tat bad.. i guess once in awhile you will feel alot better when ur left alone.. obviously not all the time when one is still not strong mentally n emotionally.. bcuz devils will definately be in action.. invading into you.. but im glad tat thou today im all by myself things went smoothly.. I DID NOT CRY!! =)) Finally, i've stop crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father..&lt;br /&gt;I know your always there for mi.. I know tat you can hear me, see me... I wud like to thank you for giving me the strength to overcome my negative thoughts n feelings.. Thou, on off i can still feel the tightness over my chest, the crying bug trying to attack me.. But the faith i've for you take away all this.. Im able to recover veri quickly.. Thank you God!! I'll try to get a bible soon and begin my interaction with you.. And Father, i pray tat you can watch over him as well.. I pray tat he will haf a financial breakthrough.. May God always be there for him in time of crisis, watch over his health, his safety.. Empower him with wisdom and strength.. guide him and protect him.. N i pray tat his mom will fully recover frm the surgery, no more complication.. Lord, i leave my prayers in your Mighty Hands, for i kne tat you r our good God our loving God.. Father i love you!!&lt;br /&gt;Amen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon i'll be away for a mth b4 i return back to Singapore.. Hope by den it willl be a turning point for me and of cuz a good beginning.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ILU~ JW  for the very last time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2476840643938737373?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2476840643938737373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2476840643938737373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/dislike-loneliness-penniless-sadness-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-941620400909890</id><published>2007-08-14T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:18:57.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 Aug 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 13 of the month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONELINESS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its oook..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact all along im the one looking forward to this special day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the effort.. I care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How abt you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt you even notice this date..... In the past, now, as well as in future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im ok =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-941620400909890?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/941620400909890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/941620400909890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/13-aug-07-another-13-of-month.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-4931389392282442853</id><published>2007-08-12T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:03:04.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shud stop pondering abt the past.. Shud juz let it pass.. I kne its not easy.. but im going to TRY!!  All the past memories r juz suffocating me.. all the crying r causing me to fall really really ill.. Its not doing me any good.. Someone is really rite.. (devils' in action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not going to seek for my love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, realised tat the me before turning 18 was much much stronger mentally, physically n emotionally..  I  choose not to be involve in any forms of r/s back den .. I used to blive tat w/o BGR i still can lead life as happening as those ppl hu r attached.. In fact, was more happy n carefree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being single i'll crave for lesser unnecessary stuff.. Im going to breakfree frm such sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on im going to haf enuff slp, exercise more, eat more healthily..&lt;br /&gt;Eventually i'll be heal (HEALthy) : heal "thy"-you&lt;br /&gt;Miracle will be bought upon me.. His is the Healer..^^&lt;br /&gt;Afterall  our body is the temple of God, we are all bought at a price, we should love our body take good care of our body ; glorify God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von.. stay POSITIVE ook =))&lt;br /&gt;Be happiee and leave everything in God's healing hand.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now the 1st thing i shud do is to look after the temple of God!! haaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder if there's a prayer wrby i can meditate on whenever those past memories strike me again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to cleanse myself under the holy water!! *knock*&lt;br /&gt;off to shower i mean.. haa =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4931389392282442853?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4931389392282442853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4931389392282442853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/shud-stop-pondering-abt-past.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2733692418700267413</id><published>2007-08-11T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:28:06.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don feel good at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shud not haf shouted at my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really hope one fine day she will somehow change her mindset... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she haf to kne tat she cant be rite all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter wad.. its still my mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siighh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2733692418700267413?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2733692418700267413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2733692418700267413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-don-feel-good-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2425272338021805536</id><published>2007-08-11T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:49:16.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have eyes to see.. ears to hear.. im not pushing God away!!!&lt;br /&gt;I choose to stay in my past??!! You think its easy to juz forget everything.. Im a human.. a veri emotional, sentimental human.. I've been trying hard.. veri veri hard n tat explain y it haf been so painful for mi.. you think its juz a piece of cake to let go of ur past juz like tat?? im not tat heartless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather.. i don haf the guts to let go.. im afraid of changes.. i dislike starting all over again when it comes to r/s.. i've no confident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard of the word dilemma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memories of the past.. happy moments.. sweetness stilll lingers ard the air.. i wish i cud go back.. be back to this heavenly moment.. tats y im holding on to it.. dwelling in it.. bcuz im afraid if i were to let go it will be another regret.. i dont want it to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however this waiting.. this holding on to cuz mi to be badly wounded.. i wish i cud fuck care n juz let go of all this sufferings n move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im helpless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y isit always so tough so tough so difficult so difficult to communicate wif mom when it comes to financial issue.. she don seems to understand.. always making it so difficult for me.. i hate myself not having the ability to express myself well enuff to her when it comes to such issue.. i feel so tired... so tired so tired so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tears juz keep rolling down own down dwown down downd down down down downdown down downd down down down down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so weak.. so helpless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y cant she juz understand?? Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i such a loser.. not studying hard in th past.. resulting all this.. waste all my time taking a longer n tedious route.. this path is too tiring for me.. this path is full of obstacles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im only 19.. y muzt i go thru all this shit????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izzit true tat i suffer now.. n be blessed in future?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i not think of all this n be happy?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2425272338021805536?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2425272338021805536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2425272338021805536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-eyes-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5621002847499879361</id><published>2007-08-10T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:50:55.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>8:00am now.. juz reach home.. by foot..&lt;br /&gt;once again im taken for granted..&lt;br /&gt;cried over n over again..&lt;br /&gt;i really pity myself at times..&lt;br /&gt;i extremely hated myself..&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to this.. y cant i be firm wif wad my mind is tellling me.. y am i always allowing my emotions to ruin me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WILL let go one day.. i WILL soon give up entirely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. you caused mi the most pain n misery.. n its bcuz of you i've to go thru  soo so much.. bcuz of you i've to damage my own body.. bcuz of you i've committed a huge huge sin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however i tell myself never never to blame you..&lt;br /&gt;i always tell myself tat you treat me the best.. you really understand me the best.. the love n faithfulness you haf for me is heavenly.. i blive tat no one on the planet is able to give me this kind of feeling.. i told myself tat God wanted me to be wif you.. bcuz we haf gone thru alot tgt.. even when i left you for a period of time.. its God ans for me to go back to you.. i tok to God and we're tgt again..i told myself its definately God's plan.. He wanted us to be tgt.. so i've always remain myself tat im going to stick wif you forever despite all the disappointment you've given mi.. i may get madd at you.. but its not frm the heart.. my heart always tells me to forgive you.. my heart tells me to be sorry.. tat explain y i've given you countless of forgiveness.. said countless of sorry...  Seems like when it comes to you i became weak.. all my life principle were thrown to the back of my brain.. i don haf the heart to blame you enitrely.. i don haf the heart to angry you for long.. many times i've said really harsh word.. yet i've nv keep to any.. Y? i donno y.. to be frank you r not even the one hu is able to gif me a good life.. provide me with love n financial support  at the same time.. but i still love you so dearly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet.. over n over again you dont kne how to appreciate n treasure me truly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... ive done you wrong.. hurting you making you feel insecure.. but i've been doing all my best to amend ever since my return.. or rather i've given my 100%.. entirely!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y r you always so blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever i think of you.. i'll cry.. i juz cant stop myself frm missing you n loving you..&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to cry every single nite/day.. I dislike it..&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish to cry till i go blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father..&lt;br /&gt;I beg you to free me from all this misery.. Tell me tat i only need your touch, your love.. your holy love.. Free me from lust..  Cleanse mi.. for my body is all yours..  Show me the way to your kingdom..  empower me wif all your strength so my motivation will nv run dry when it comes to serving you.. You!!.. my only Lord..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5621002847499879361?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5621002847499879361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5621002847499879361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/800am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2756905972972407301</id><published>2007-08-09T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T01:45:33.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so sick and tired of waiting for ur call, ur sms.. im really missing u real bad.. every single min every single sec i wish ur by my side.. hugging you, feeling the warmth frm ur body.. holding onto ur hand.. resting my head on ur chest, ur shoulder..  i miss ur touch, ur voice,  ur smell..  i miss every single thing abt you..  i kne you do care n misses mi.. i even kne tat ur love for mi is always there..  its the same.. my love for u is nv ending despite all this pain, waiting n misery u've bought upon mi.. sometimes i really wonder wad is it tat im holding so tightly onto.. when at times i juz feel tat  ur always pushing mi aside.. thou it may seems unintentional.. but its really bothering mi.. i feel really helpless.. i felt the emptiness in mi.. the feeling sux.. really sux big time.. whenever the thought of u not spending more time wif mi.. feeling tired always, wanting to slp.. having lots of problem, feeling stressed up yet not willing to open up totally n share wif mi.. it truly hhurts.. i wish i could juz give up.. i wish i cud be happy.. the real kind of happy.. i wish i cud stop crying.. however i kne its nv possible.. my heart is forever aching.. my heart is bleeding.. my tears is forever rolling down my cheek..  i really don feel good at all..  Im not pissed at you or wadsoever.. im not even demanding much frm you.. i juz hope you cud make ur love n concern for mi more obvious.. ......     ...... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Father &lt;br /&gt;I hate to cry.. it cloud my vision.. it stops my mind frm functioning normally.. I dont want to cry anymore.. I wish you cud juz brain-wash mi.. Its so painful.. its a torture... Father pls gif me the courage n strength to give up.. take mi away frm him.. take away my pain.. Im in pain really in pain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2756905972972407301?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2756905972972407301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2756905972972407301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-so-sick-and-tired-of-waiting-for-ur.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7580957236234052813</id><published>2007-08-03T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T04:44:01.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All time fav song back den till now..forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff of crying..turning in.. its 4.45am rite now.. morning/nite world~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7580957236234052813?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7580957236234052813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7580957236234052813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-time-fav-song-back-den-till-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5327415575279091435</id><published>2007-08-03T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T03:45:58.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Father...&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming to you as a sinner..pls pardon mi for all the grammer/spelling error.. my eyes r flooded with tears, overrunniing nose.. Im here,sinful, complaining, unclean, crying, hatred, pain, regrets..Im sorry i've been so bad n evil.. However im humble rite now infront of you. Father i truly want you in my life..Holy spirit pls guide me away frm all the lust, pain,misery.I want no more of this. Show mi the rite path. Lead mi into your world.Embrace mi with all ur love. I surrender to you Lord. Cleanse me, guide me, love mi, empower me with strength and courage to go on living. Being able to live, to be living is good. Though earth i a sinful place. with God's love i will overcome everything tat is trying to harm me or ruin my life.. God im so so tired deep down..im so so weak deep down.. i so so want to end all this.. i so so cant stop crying.. Father i only have you in my life.. rite now i've no one to confess to.. there r no kind soul out there who seems to understand my pain, heartache, the torture, the scream in me.. Or haf you send anyone to me? Mayb im too sinful to see their presence.. So pls Father clear my vision.. take away all my negative thoughts, attitude and behaviour.. Allow me to see the one you haf actually chosen to help you in leading mi into your kingdom.. Father.. i belive tat in your eyes im beautiful.. Y i don seems to feel beautiful at all? Lately i feel tat im really ugly and dirty.. attracting really ugly n dirty ppl into my life.. Father can you pls take this ppl away frm mi.. I know i have to worship you.. deep dwn i kne i needed you badly.. but somehow or rather there's this huge force pulling mi away frm you whenever the thought of having you in my life.. the force is powerful n its hhurting me.. Father, can you speak to mi? show mi the path to unlock all this misery.. No more challenges for mi for the time being.. You haf given mi too much causing me to be badly wounded.. Father i need to recover.. Please take mi in.. Give mi the power to visit you and praise you my lord.. Have you been calling me? take mi to your church.. show mi ur ppl.. make mi one of them. God.. show me you care.. give me some hope.. watch over me.. With your love i'll be positive, i'll get my job b4 my visa expire, with ur love i'll learn to love myself and my body even more, with your love my body is cleansed, with your love i'll be at church worshiping you.. singing ur song with ur fellow followers.. we will merge as one in ur kindom of forgiveness n love.. With this i surrender to you with all my heart n soul starting frm now.. in Jesus name i pray.. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5327415575279091435?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5327415575279091435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5327415575279091435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/father.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-1341998122468134176</id><published>2007-08-03T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T02:30:56.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cried last nite.. infront of a stranger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sux!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried again tonite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i used to love to eat chicken rice frm a stall.. but the owner move away.. den i still eat the same chicken rice frm the same stall.. but the taste is not the same.. although its still chicken rice.. but somehow there is something missing.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he used to be wid this ger whom he loves alot.. she went away, left him, hurt him.. she came back again.. he is still seeing this ger.. its the same ger.. but somehow there is something missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ask the ger wad is missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kne it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the missing thing is call LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let mi tell you... ur LOVE for tat ger has gone missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger..&lt;br /&gt;can u see tat indirectly ITS THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger..&lt;br /&gt;juz lett go of everything this time round.. mayb the pain, all the worries, all tthe crying will soon be gone tgt wif it as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch ur chest/heart.. feel ur teardrop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grieves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lett Go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. unwanted.. but inreturn u will gain peace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-1341998122468134176?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1341998122468134176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1341998122468134176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cried-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6545320962431404248</id><published>2007-07-30T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:22:13.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she said it so rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when anticipation turned to disappointment, i wished i didnt see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished i forgot how is it like to miss somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why plan when ultimately none of my plans work out the way i planned. Why set goals when reality differs from dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying its not good to plan, i fancy people who plans for their future. But when i think further based on my own experiences, i really dont know why i made plans earlier on when nothing i planned was carried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just too hard to achieve what you really want, circumstances do cause a lot of changes dont they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself today. I hate myself for being so moody and i hate the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;able to relate to it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6545320962431404248?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6545320962431404248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6545320962431404248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-said-it-so-rite.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-4532367598573116932</id><published>2007-07-28T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:47:28.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thestorytouchedmyheartandleftmiwithmanythoughtsupinmind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4532367598573116932?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4532367598573116932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4532367598573116932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/thestorytouchedmyheartandleftmiwithmany.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3062727950144736308</id><published>2007-07-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:45:05.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>letting go is realli tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on is even harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tormenting enough.. y am i still holding on to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never seems to understand how helpless i felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blind too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3062727950144736308?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3062727950144736308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3062727950144736308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/letting-go-is-realli-tough-moving-on-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-4251270666646951911</id><published>2007-07-26T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T20:24:34.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tell yourself this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will eventually see the sunshine at the end of a rainy day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lonng more can i wait??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhereovertherainbow.wayuphigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4251270666646951911?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4251270666646951911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4251270666646951911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/tell-yourself-this-things-will-get.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6713431963268158529</id><published>2007-07-16T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:24:10.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you gotta take the good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile with the sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love wad you got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remember wad you had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people change, things goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sound so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6713431963268158529?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6713431963268158529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6713431963268158529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sigh_16.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-3524171086580392873</id><published>2007-07-15T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T21:25:05.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly haf this thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tat is to eat cup noodle for a mth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im able to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 red apple for dinner today.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell mi wad shud i do tml?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intoxication again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh bigtime.sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3524171086580392873?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3524171086580392873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3524171086580392873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/suddenly-haf-this-thought-and-tat-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2955832613788057295</id><published>2007-07-15T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T21:13:24.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:') i sound pathetic??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pathetic!!! To the fucking MAX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having proper slp for more den a wk..&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, i force myself not to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying up lateeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countless sticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excessive indulgence of alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeflow of vomitus, mucus, tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero meaning of interaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And get WASTED~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahhahahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaahahhhhhhahah&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhhhahhhWAhahahahhhahahWahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Waahahhahwaahahahhahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahhahhawahahahwahahaahhahhahahhwahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel like laughing at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fooooolll, to lovve you soo soo much..&lt;br /&gt;Even when im wif the other someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurting innocent as well as getting myself wounded over n over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or mayb its not love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb im just used to having you ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt still i hate myself for being so weak.. Fucking WEAK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y on earth haf i allow myself to be in this state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to mi tat the more you're involve in this THING call LOVE the more WEAK n DEPENDANT ones tend to become........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated it so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shud just stay OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a fucked up noob in this fuck thing call LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell myself not to love till i meet someone hu can look after mi in ALL WAYS..&lt;br /&gt;I know its going to be hard..&lt;br /&gt;So this means tat i shud just 4get abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now there's one thing up in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FInd wayssss to earn money, clear my debts, bills n of cuz my mthly braces fee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so easy to just say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT how??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the fucking agent going to get back to mi with  a piece of good news??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHH~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant look for part-time job..&lt;br /&gt;I've cancel my student pass and the immigration only extend a mth stay for mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of july still gif me some fucked up news..&lt;br /&gt;Its really GG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHhhHHHhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADNESSSSSS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHud i go back to pubs?!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Afterall money come fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pls SAVE mi b4 i go on rotting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobsobsobsobsobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being thru so much.. its only till now den i realise actually all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not the one for me...................................... how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veryveryveryvery upset!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2955832613788057295?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2955832613788057295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2955832613788057295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-sound-pathetic-nah.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8196964524204435199</id><published>2007-07-11T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T05:52:19.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im still up.. and it like 5.50am rite now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally cant slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant the muhfukin pain juz LEAVE ME ALONE?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so much things up in mind to stress abt, now i still haf to entertain this muhfukin pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon.. i'm already such a loser, juz spare mi!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N for goodness sake when is the fuking agent gonna get back to mi n get things done proper at once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting on my nerve.. HEll~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like hanging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither here nor there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant get a part-time job either cuz ive cancel my student pass..&lt;br /&gt;N mom's not giving me any allowance since how many donkey mths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CODE BLUE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any kind soul? 132244286&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wad now?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSUME MYSELF YA!!!&lt;br /&gt;*faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall pop in few more panadols.. jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8196964524204435199?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8196964524204435199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8196964524204435199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-13071088291244519</id><published>2007-07-11T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:39:27.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Always wanted to be the best ger of your life..&lt;br /&gt;Often asking abt your past, wanting to kne more so as to do some self-improvement..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be someone really important in your life in your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;However............. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally drenched the other day..&lt;br /&gt;Told myself it's alrite..&lt;br /&gt;Yet im ill..&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea wads goin on..&lt;br /&gt;Head is forever spinning n painful, nausea n feeling cold all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf no intention of seeing a doc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took lotsa panadols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine.. Like always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a screwed up person, living in a screwed up world, leading a screwed up life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVONNE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go and die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking pathetic soul you've got..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-13071088291244519?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/13071088291244519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/13071088291244519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/always-wanted-to-be-best-ger-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6732138052068683102</id><published>2007-07-09T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:09.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RpQDRGjd-FI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9O0hnOFbxzc/s1600-h/20208513319434l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RpQDRGjd-FI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9O0hnOFbxzc/s200/20208513319434l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085693471560169554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times i really wonder why am i crying so much lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying countlessly every single day/nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says tat crying is a remedy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became ill bcuz of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a torture to cry in silence; to cry quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wan mom to hear me, the family i'm staying with to hear mi, ppl to hear mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fated i'll nv haf a good life or rather the kind of life i've always wanted for my future family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a sin to ask for pampering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a mistake to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i believe....&lt;br /&gt;If there's no happy present, where on earth/hell/heaven will we haf a happy future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im juz cryingg tooo haarrrddd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone out there ever care if im really happy or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb i shudn't bother so much abt my emotions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling neglected, unfairness, unhappiness, unappreciated, mistaken.............JUST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP IT TO YOURSELF &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny evonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHALLOW DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6732138052068683102?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6732138052068683102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6732138052068683102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-times-i-really-wonder-why-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RpQDRGjd-FI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9O0hnOFbxzc/s72-c/20208513319434l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-3276415966090092619</id><published>2007-07-05T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T04:25:56.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i'll be able to turn in now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite world~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3276415966090092619?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3276415966090092619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3276415966090092619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/4.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5889612025248295303</id><published>2007-07-05T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T02:03:51.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 2am, i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5889612025248295303?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5889612025248295303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5889612025248295303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-2am-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-718436296321367902</id><published>2007-07-04T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T05:10:32.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 5.10am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because I'm missing you badly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-718436296321367902?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/718436296321367902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/718436296321367902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-5.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-582361453415466147</id><published>2007-06-27T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T03:50:39.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made many wrong move in life, but i always try to live with my decision and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I was the luckiest girl on earth when he was mine, by my side 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately, i still choose to go, i chose to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;He was like the best thing that God ever given to me.&lt;br /&gt;But i left, despite hurting him and myself. I didnt give him a second chance even when he sadly asked. I left, knowing that i made him cry and i didnt even turn back.&lt;br /&gt;How could i possibly made him feel so down, when he was the light of my gloomy days. How could i possibly leave him, when he tried to make me stay.&lt;br /&gt;He is always forgiving all my mistakes over n over again just because im always being very indecisive in wad i really want in life.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so hurt and jealous to know that he had moved on/soon be moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that i've been a really mean girl, i still hope that he will still care and love me as before,unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;Giving you up had been the worst mistake ever. But please trust me, i really don have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;Facing such situation im in now or am going to encounter in future i need to make this move.&lt;br /&gt;Hated extremely, especially doing things under pressure or under no choice kinda circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, im being forced to. Its not my intention.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes i may seems happy with tat him.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are deceiving you.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is i may be with tat some other guy but that does not mean that i've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i know is that im no longer the happiest and luckiest girl on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Be it boyfriend, or just normal friend, seriously i cant be bothered with the status.&lt;br /&gt;All i know is i need you in my life always; past, present, future.&lt;br /&gt;You are glued deep inside me forever.&lt;br /&gt;Its uphold by an invisible chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-582361453415466147?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/582361453415466147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/582361453415466147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-made-many-wrong-move-in-life-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-831622232979862992</id><published>2007-06-26T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T04:47:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JING JING DE&lt;br /&gt;SILENTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空气里躲着什么&lt;br /&gt;Kong qi li duo zhe shen me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;What’s hidden in the air?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有点浪漫的心动&lt;br /&gt;You dian lang man de xin dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;There’s a hint of romantic feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我偷偷看你&lt;br /&gt;Wo tou tou kan ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m looking at you secretly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也偷偷看我&lt;br /&gt;Ni ye tou tou kan wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re also secretly looking at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界上多了什么&lt;br /&gt;Shi jie shang duo le shen me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Seems like the world’s getting something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像变得很不同&lt;br /&gt;Hao xiang bian de hen bu tong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesn’t feel the same anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;站在你身边&lt;br /&gt;Zhan zai ni shen bian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Standing by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一切都好宽阔&lt;br /&gt;Zhe yi qie dou hao kuan kuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;All become so much bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还在等着你&lt;br /&gt;Wo hai zai deng zhe ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m still waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静的爱我&lt;br /&gt;Jing jing de ai wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;To love me silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要有你陪我&lt;br /&gt;Zhi yao you ni pei wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So long as you’re by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静的就足够&lt;br /&gt;Jing jing de jiu zu gou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Silently is good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也在等着我&lt;br /&gt;Ni ye zai deng zhe wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re also waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静的温柔&lt;br /&gt;Jing jing de wen rou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My silent tenderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样手牵手&lt;br /&gt;Jiu zhe yang shou qian shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Holding hands like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静的看着天空&lt;br /&gt;Jing jing de kan zhe tian kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Silently gazing at the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里面藏着什么&lt;br /&gt;Xin li mian cang zhe shen me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What’s hidden inside this heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你只想要让我懂&lt;br /&gt;Ni zhi xiang yao rang wo dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You are only trying to let me understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来我的梦&lt;br /&gt;Yuan lai wo de meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It turns out that my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也就是你的梦&lt;br /&gt;Ye jiu shi ni de meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is also yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;纸条上写了什么&lt;br /&gt;Zhi tiao shang xie le shen me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What’s written on this piece of paper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好想要听你说&lt;br /&gt;Wo hao xiang yao ting ni shuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How I wish I could hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让字字句句&lt;br /&gt;Rang zi zi ju ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let every word, every sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;充满我们的笑容&lt;br /&gt;Chong man wo men de xiao rong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is filled with our smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永远要记得那天彼此许下的承诺&lt;br /&gt;Yong yuan yao ji de na tian bi ci xu xia de cheng nuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Forever we shall remember of the promise we made to each other on that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;瞬间点亮的火花&lt;br /&gt;Shun jian dian liang de huo hua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That sudden, bright spark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我们的拥有&lt;br /&gt;Shi wo men de yong you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Belongs to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静的手牵手&lt;br /&gt;Jing jing de shou qian shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Holding hands silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是最简单的梦&lt;br /&gt;Shi zui jian dan de meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is the simplest dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To YOU, mylove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-831622232979862992?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/831622232979862992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/831622232979862992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/jing-jing-de-silently-kong-qi-li-duo.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5392962209020864109</id><published>2007-06-26T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T03:34:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday starting from 1am to 3am, National Geographic show, "In the womb".&lt;br /&gt;Showing the process of pregnancy directly through the womb, every single stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5392962209020864109?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5392962209020864109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5392962209020864109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-starting-from-1am-to-3am.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-96983579815147034</id><published>2007-06-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:10.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RnwEoEPvAHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-nDSdYFEh9o/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078939566148092018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RnwEoEPvAHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-nDSdYFEh9o/s400/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing it so soooo much!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VON!!! Whats wrong with you?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone please tell me what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like im never contented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But im really clueless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really misses YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-96983579815147034?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/96983579815147034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/96983579815147034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/missing-it-so-soooo-much-von-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RnwEoEPvAHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-nDSdYFEh9o/s72-c/Image063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-6938472604062649043</id><published>2007-06-20T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:06:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missing you is just like breathing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However its painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud Nite World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6938472604062649043?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6938472604062649043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6938472604062649043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/missing-you-is-just-like-breathing.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-6911454963280203323</id><published>2007-06-17T07:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T07:09:59.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>intoxication is the best way to make yourself happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6911454963280203323?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6911454963280203323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6911454963280203323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/intoxication-is-best-way-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-417143027699699762</id><published>2007-06-17T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T06:54:00.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother asking?&lt;br /&gt;The moment you choose not to help.. You awaken me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me see tat its plain bull-shitting in the past!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you desperately.. SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sucha ass can. Von!! fucking wake up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-417143027699699762?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/417143027699699762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/417143027699699762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-you-why-bother-asking-moment-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8942215765175377747</id><published>2007-06-13T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T14:45:49.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He told you he'll be there for you, lending you a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever he's capable of giving i can do it as well!"&lt;br /&gt;"My love for you is definately many times more then him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual fact is.. Its all bull-shitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enough of all this big talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have it been so clear before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8942215765175377747?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8942215765175377747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8942215765175377747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-told-you-hell-be-there-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-4380543382151030013</id><published>2007-06-05T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T05:59:02.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its  5:30am.&lt;br /&gt;Morning people~&lt;br /&gt;May it be a wonderful day for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, no longer have cravings for alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;No longer able to take as much liquor as compared to the past.&lt;br /&gt;Smell of it reminds me of sadness, regrets, disappointments, mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found this new love, COFFEE!!&lt;br /&gt;Starting from last week i can hardly survive my day w/o coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I need to take it so badly, so as to fill the emptiness in me with a dash of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;No idea coffee actually does such wonders for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, there's a price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;With the dash of happiness i've received i've to give away my resting time.&lt;br /&gt;Like what people always say, "you gain some and you loss some". sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more hrs, before my alarm goes.&lt;br /&gt;Interview @ NUH later at 9:45am.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me its going to be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;I've been such a retard for going down for interview yest morning when its later on, this morning. *SLAP me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 this song.. Have been replaying for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;The song is effing close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you &lt;3 it too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4380543382151030013?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4380543382151030013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4380543382151030013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-530am.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-700564536098796602</id><published>2007-06-05T04:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:12.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping out @ fren's fren club event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"SCANDALOUS"(2 June 07) @ PAVILION FAREAST SQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(more pictures from nightlife.sg photographer, but no idea how to get it? sigh~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's PAUL TWOHILL!!  goodness~*faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1rwcuO3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uuI2ARAcrkQ/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1rwcuO3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uuI2ARAcrkQ/s400/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072308474926218098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faith n Von&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1nQcuO2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/fh9oCb73tFI/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1nQcuO2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/fh9oCb73tFI/s400/DSC00727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072308397616806754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish i rem her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1ggcuO1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/G_7AeEsgO9o/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1ggcuO1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/G_7AeEsgO9o/s400/DSC00724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072308281652689746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1dAcuO0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/I_JF1rkrgGU/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1dAcuO0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/I_JF1rkrgGU/s400/DSC00725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072308221523147586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1ZAcuOzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AX_9ZSMdiQQ/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1ZAcuOzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AX_9ZSMdiQQ/s400/DSC00726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072308152803670834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the boy im helping out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR5IwcuO5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3nJPSLT_BzM/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR5IwcuO5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3nJPSLT_BzM/s400/DSC00743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072312271677307794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Acquaintance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1PwcuOxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FZ0CZzaFWBM/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1PwcuOxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FZ0CZzaFWBM/s400/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072307993889880850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1KgcuOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/G7SqnrKdiIo/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1KgcuOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/G7SqnrKdiIo/s400/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072307903695567618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1FAcuOvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xblUPKVxXGM/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1FAcuOvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xblUPKVxXGM/s400/DSC00732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072307809206287090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-700564536098796602?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/700564536098796602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/700564536098796602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/helping-out-frens-fren-club-event.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR1rwcuO3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uuI2ARAcrkQ/s72-c/DSC00737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-7214900274289485594</id><published>2007-06-05T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:13.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8qQcuPEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/rndRVlH7JJM/s1600-h/Picture055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nursing Graduation Ceremony 24 May 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8qQcuPEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/rndRVlH7JJM/s1600-h/Picture055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8qQcuPEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/rndRVlH7JJM/s400/Picture055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072316145737808962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;von.mich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8kwcuPDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8pWqA1wiaIs/s1600-h/Picture043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8kwcuPDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8pWqA1wiaIs/s400/Picture043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072316051248528434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;von.mich.carita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8gwcuPCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GTgUnlYqp5I/s1600-h/Picture045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8gwcuPCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GTgUnlYqp5I/s400/Picture045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315982529051682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8cQcuPBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HeWw2Noy8qA/s1600-h/Picture003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8cQcuPBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HeWw2Noy8qA/s400/Picture003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315905219640338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jiahui^^ and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8XAcuPAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BfPWVDiTRN4/s1600-h/Picture012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8XAcuPAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BfPWVDiTRN4/s400/Picture012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315815025327106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some bollywood super star?? and me.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8TAcuO_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/HUX4KDnGTV0/s1600-h/Picture048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8TAcuO_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/HUX4KDnGTV0/s400/Picture048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315746305850354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*sweetness* buk.me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8MgcuO-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/k9cEI0cErao/s1600-h/Picture039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8MgcuO-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/k9cEI0cErao/s400/Picture039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315634636700642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scissors ger VS gun man??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8IAcuO9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hFP0puBRTkM/s1600-h/Picture019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8IAcuO9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hFP0puBRTkM/s400/Picture019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315557327289298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;classmate* kenneth.me.TMK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8BgcuO8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnVLm_X_w6s/s1600-h/Picture018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8BgcuO8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnVLm_X_w6s/s400/Picture018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315445658139586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me.meiza =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR78QcuO7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/u3giYzJwHPA/s1600-h/Picture023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR78QcuO7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/u3giYzJwHPA/s400/Picture023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315355463826354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;classmates* jing.hua.naga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR73gcuO6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/03hzfL5KIL8/s1600-h/Picture026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR73gcuO6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/03hzfL5KIL8/s400/Picture026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072315273859447714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7214900274289485594?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/7214900274289485594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=7214900274289485594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7214900274289485594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7214900274289485594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/nursing-graduation-ceremony-24-may-07.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RmR8qQcuPEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/rndRVlH7JJM/s72-c/Picture055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-107482873155241037</id><published>2007-06-05T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T04:14:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WEI'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mei you shei nen ba ni qiang li wo shen pang,&lt;br /&gt;ni shi wo de zhuan shu tian shi, wei wo nen du zhen,&lt;br /&gt;mei you shei nen qu dai ni zai wo sing shang,&lt;br /&gt;wei you yi ge zhuan shu tian shi,&lt;br /&gt;wo na li hai xui yao bei de yun wang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-107482873155241037?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/107482873155241037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/107482873155241037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/wei-mei-you-shei-nen-ba-ni-qiang-li-wo.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-8228296171602109165</id><published>2007-06-02T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T09:37:50.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night went down to Civil Service Club to look for mom.&lt;br /&gt;After so many years, today once again i sat quietly beside her for 3 hours, watching her play mahjong. Flash back to my lower primary period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, accompany mom for her singing cum drinking session together with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this month, wonder when will mom be able to lead this kind of life again?&lt;br /&gt;Will she ever get used to the life back there? Wad kind of entertainment are available at Indonesia for her to kill time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of interview previously, I just realise i've misplaced my BCLS cert while packing my stuff. Threw many things. Those once precious to mi ive decided to threw it all away as well. Effing sad about it but i rather choose not to think about it. No point. Afterall its for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i threw my cert as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(!!!!!!)Remember to write a memo back to school to request another issue of BCLS cert. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8228296171602109165?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8228296171602109165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8228296171602109165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-night-went-down-to-civil-service.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-2434912473189503103</id><published>2007-06-02T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:16:41.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Picking yourself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much courage, strength and effort is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading any thing even its your sleep, your time, your precious health just to divert the pain and misery that had already been engraved into your heart and thought so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken as an act?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally ignorant of whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the extra steps from the cliff, into the deep sea?! or Off the building?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats wad you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANISH for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-2434912473189503103?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2434912473189503103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/2434912473189503103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/moving-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7237807333676160331</id><published>2007-06-01T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T16:44:46.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally Im going to have an interview with NUH and National Skin Centre.&lt;br /&gt;May it be a successful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2 June 07, which is tomorrow there's this outdoor party; SCANDALOUS @ PAVILION FAREAST SQUARE. Information provided belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Interested to club please contact mi through my gmail, leaving me you contact no. as well as the no, of people going down. Will help you guys get the tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Any ladies out there, be it my friends or strangers who came across this mail and is interested to work for this event for just one night as a data collector. Please email mi as well. Stating your name, contact no. and a presentable picture of yourself. The pay is $10/hr. Starting from 8pm to 2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;CLUB PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Froplay Productions proudly brings you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"SCANDALOUS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;PAVILION  FarEast Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The first big Out-of-Club underage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;dance party of the  year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;With the DJ spinning the Top 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;HipHop, RnB and Reggae  hits all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance along to your favourite beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;with a thousand other  pulsating bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Catch the bartenders as they put up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;their fiery  &amp; skilful flaring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;performances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Be entertained by hot rocking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;celebrity bands like The Sexies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Heritage and 80% Alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Join  in the fun as funky HipHop and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;StreetDancers set the temperature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;rising  for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dress Up. Get Spotted. And get your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;glamour shots  taken by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nightlife.sg photographers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Be sure to look out for  the fabulous 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;for 1 drink deals happening throughout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Three bottles of Absolut Vodka to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;won through our exciting games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;From 8pm till late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;For those 16 and above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hosted by  Paul Twohill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;All you hot babes and hunks. Be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-sales: 20 SGD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Door-sales: 25 SGD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Each ticket comes with  a free standard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Supported By PartiesOnWheels, Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sounds Entertainment &amp; Skywalker  Drums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Academy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Official Online Media: Nightlife.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7237807333676160331?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7237807333676160331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7237807333676160331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-im-going-to-have-interview-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-5544288525755126358</id><published>2007-06-01T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:52:58.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Im the Bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, retribution coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure you will be a happy man w/o me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5544288525755126358?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5544288525755126358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5544288525755126358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-im-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-7788304645195386552</id><published>2007-05-31T05:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T06:10:46.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im crying.&lt;br /&gt;Crying crying out so badly.&lt;br /&gt;So torturing.&lt;br /&gt;Breathless n so smashed up.&lt;br /&gt;The tightness over my chest is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;He's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I pushed him out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the joke from Father God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wad i've choosen and i've to bare the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardships, sufferings, sacrifices.. Its all karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've deleted my friendster account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7788304645195386552?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7788304645195386552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/7788304645195386552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21939212.post-1697533821631923073</id><published>2007-05-30T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:14.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let bygone be bygone.&lt;br /&gt;Not going to talk or recall about the past. Its way too tormenting for me.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously right now im left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Just one stinky life, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Either i allow it to go on rotting, or do something wise to rescue it.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, after going one big round you just have to say this yourself. "I'll stand by you"&lt;br /&gt;Yes! you standing by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i did my part. Sending out resume to all the hospitals that came to my mind, even IMH. Staying up late just to fill up the online application that pissed the hell outta me, they simply love to come up with some redundant questions.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow that doesnt really matter. So long they get back to me soon soon soon before my student pass expire. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon Bro will be back from Malaysia to accompany mom back to Indonesia to settle her stay there. And i'll be moving out soon, living all by myself w/o my mom. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;If nothing went wrong it will be by mid June.&lt;br /&gt;Will be renting a master room, however i'll be able to enjoy the entire house all by myself as the owner will only be back on weekends. Coolness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 years old and i have to stay all by myself, taking care of all my needs all by myself w/o my mom by my side. Its freaking me out. Its tough. To make things worst mom is going to be financially dependent on me!! Me? Awww.. how much can an EN earn??&lt;br /&gt;I still have to save up for my Dip fees in future. Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;When will i ever fulfill my dream in becoming a stewardesses?? Millions of sigh. SOb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/Rl001wcuOuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YfsdMjFQNUU/s1600-h/660169897l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/Rl001wcuOuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YfsdMjFQNUU/s400/660169897l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070266853632129762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVING YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;kawasaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-1697533821631923073?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1697533821631923073'/><link 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Station)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo.ren still love Mo.ren the most..&lt;br /&gt;A big THANK YOU frm Mo.ren to Mo.ren. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6739602037415473687?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/6739602037415473687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=6739602037415473687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6739602037415473687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6739602037415473687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-job-kitchen-station-st-james-power.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-8836609340336184925</id><published>2007-04-20T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T02:54:01.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is angry with Mo.ren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time round Mo.ren is reaaallllyyy freaking pissed with Mo.ren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is being real cold to Mo.ren &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It really scares Mo.ren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its as thou Mo.ren haf turn into a heartless monster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is so hurt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren cant seems to be able to turn in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren cried badly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is missing Mo.ren badly, yet theres nth can be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is really helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren feels so sorry for being so crude with the words said to Mo.ren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess it affected Mo.ren badly resulting such treatment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However Mo.ren can be a dumb ass at times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter wad its nv Mo.ren's intention to be so mean to Mo.ren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is truely sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren seek Mo.ren's forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is so fighten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mo.ren is so hungry as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8836609340336184925?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/8836609340336184925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=8836609340336184925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8836609340336184925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8836609340336184925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/04/mo.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-5358651009399970847</id><published>2007-04-15T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:14.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RiJJIDEFyCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NVG1SKjFdg4/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053682134473361442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RiJJIDEFyCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NVG1SKjFdg4/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow way up high&lt;br /&gt;And the dream tat u dream of&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Blue birds fly&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams tat u dream of&lt;br /&gt;Dreams really do come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;High above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That’s where you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Blue birds fly&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams tat u dare to&lt;br /&gt;Oh y oh y cant i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i see trees of green red roses too&lt;br /&gt;How much they bloom for mi and u&lt;br /&gt;ANd i think to myself&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i see skies of blue n clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;And the brightness of day unlike the dark at night&lt;br /&gt;Think to myself&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours of the rainbow so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people passing by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shakin' hands saying "How do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying "I.. I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies crying, I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more than I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;High above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That’s where you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Way up high&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams tat u dare to&lt;br /&gt;Oh y oh y cant i&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5358651009399970847?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/5358651009399970847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=5358651009399970847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5358651009399970847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5358651009399970847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/04/somewhere-over-rainbow-way-up-high-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RiJJIDEFyCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NVG1SKjFdg4/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-5502106785609982099</id><published>2007-04-15T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:56:40.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mistakes done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no way back, No turning back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learn from it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more complaining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more dissatisfaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate present n be blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pregnant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I blive she will be fine soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lord, please be with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love her n guide her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She need You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5502106785609982099?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/5502106785609982099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=5502106785609982099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5502106785609982099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5502106785609982099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-happened-mistakes-done-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-3160224896407857137</id><published>2007-04-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:52:34.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so tired!!&lt;br /&gt;Sense tat im falling ill.. sigh.. Yet i did nth to it..&lt;br /&gt;Continue having late nights..&lt;br /&gt;Taking alcohol as if its water..&lt;br /&gt;Consuming really unhealthy food.. superly fried n spicy..&lt;br /&gt;NUTZ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz cant stop pigging..&lt;br /&gt;Im uber sure tat i've grown side ways!!&lt;br /&gt;Its frightening..&lt;br /&gt;I kne it myself...&lt;br /&gt;But i cant stop myself frm eating..&lt;br /&gt;Forever craving for food..&lt;br /&gt;Even when i feel tat my tummy is goin to burst in no time i still go on stuffing food into my mouth.. Simply don gif a shit abt the harm i've cause to my body..&lt;br /&gt;Juz wad is wrong wif mi??&lt;br /&gt;M i goin thru some sort of depression??&lt;br /&gt;Cant be..&lt;br /&gt;I don feel the stress at all..&lt;br /&gt;Mayb its a kind of unnoticable silent stress?!!&lt;br /&gt;Haa... juz see wad shit im toking abt.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, im fcuking ashame of myself..&lt;br /&gt;I feel tat im a weaky.. No longer m i involve in any form of sports or healthy exercises..&lt;br /&gt;Forever sitting down wif food on my hands.. even basic exercise like walking i've food in my hands.. Ever ready to stuff it into my mouth.. Argh~&lt;br /&gt;Doubt my lung, heart is functioning well..&lt;br /&gt;Doubt i'll enjoy running n perspiring tat much..&lt;br /&gt;I hate this ME!!&lt;br /&gt;Wr's the psycho runner gone to??&lt;br /&gt;Wr's the sun kiss biatch??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ook..&lt;br /&gt;Tell mi to go on diet!!&lt;br /&gt;C'mon i've to slim down..&lt;br /&gt;More sit ups, more push ups, more running, more swimming, more SUN!!&lt;br /&gt;BUt when??&lt;br /&gt;ARGH~&lt;br /&gt;MAyb i shud start off wif one meal/day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff of all this demoralizing stuff..&lt;br /&gt;SOmething much more impt..&lt;br /&gt;ooK.. i've decided to retake my O's..&lt;br /&gt;Finally i've come to sense after wasting 2 yrs..&lt;br /&gt;Its ook.. its nv too late if i haf this strong will n heart to accomplish it..^^&lt;br /&gt;So, i've registered online..&lt;br /&gt;Retaking eng, maths, bio..&lt;br /&gt;Ppl wish mi luck ya..^^&lt;br /&gt;LOVE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its really goodbye to NP..&lt;br /&gt;Tml i'll go online n reg for higher nitec in bio-chem..&lt;br /&gt;Its ITE simie again.. SIGH~&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i've decided to work really really hard for this new sch term.. I shud stop throwing my own face.. Its time to pull up my stocking..=P&lt;br /&gt;No point kept malu myself when i kne im something deep inside..&lt;br /&gt;I've the potential in doin well in the things im responsible for n im fuk sure im a capable person..&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!! haaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHhh wadever.. =P&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, Shall update on wad i've been engaging for the past few days/wks..&lt;br /&gt;Meet up wif *jd&lt;br /&gt;K-box n drinking at cine till gone wasted..&lt;br /&gt;I guess due to the blurness or pure stupidity i tripped n fell off the effing bed..&lt;br /&gt;N im blessed wif this HUGE, enormous, gigantic purplish bump on my left leg..&lt;br /&gt;OOOUUUCCCHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DAmmn pain la...&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the swell subsided after days of massages by some really sweet ppl..^^&lt;br /&gt;THX~&lt;br /&gt;N im so happy tat i've catch this movie 'freedom writers'..&lt;br /&gt;Watch it wid my beloved sec sch mates..^^&lt;br /&gt;I kinda overrated it b4 i even watch it..&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;BUt its a great movie afterall..&lt;br /&gt;Rate: 3.5/5&lt;br /&gt;Oh, b4 movie we had dinner tgt @ longjohn(COmbo2)..&lt;br /&gt;Im so mountain tortise la.. 1st time eating C2.. haa.. The Fish taste realy niceee compared to the chicken.. Guess i'll nv wanna eat C1 again..&lt;br /&gt;So, after the movie. We cab down to fisherman village to chill..&lt;br /&gt;Drinking tgt wif finger food, chicken wings..(damn tasty la.. no joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NX GATHERING!! This coming FRIDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;WoooHOoo~&lt;br /&gt;Vodka wif mango? OR MArtel greentea? + their tasty CHICKEN WINGS!!&lt;br /&gt;SLuRRp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu *jw&lt;br /&gt;MUACCCKKZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a/w for my period to come!!!*&lt;br /&gt;HEADACHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. almost forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;Im seen in golden high lighted hair for 3 days..&lt;br /&gt;Freaking lian can.. eeEeW!!&lt;br /&gt;Now its finally back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;NIce n decent..&lt;br /&gt;Blackish red =)&lt;br /&gt;AHh.. im getting lazy.. guess i ate too much..&lt;br /&gt;So much to say.. but..&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, keep it short..&lt;br /&gt;I've injured my head few days back..&lt;br /&gt;Had a cut n its BLEEDING!!! (ahhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;But im fine now..&lt;br /&gt;Now left wif a itching scar..&lt;br /&gt;Thou bleeding has stop but the pain is still on off..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a job..&lt;br /&gt;Haf been working @ DHL for a wk..&lt;br /&gt;This "Crown Dental Clinic" finaaly get back to mi to get more info..&lt;br /&gt;Shud i take up this part-time dental assistant job??&lt;br /&gt;I haf this strong feeling tat they will be calling back again to recruit me..&lt;br /&gt;How??&lt;br /&gt;The DHL thingy haf been realy smooth..&lt;br /&gt;Today there's this higher mister offer me a better position..&lt;br /&gt;The current stuff in-charge of tat position is leaving soon n he hope tt i can take over it n be a long term staff there..&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. totally crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;Shall see..&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow tml i'll be working at a new department..&lt;br /&gt;Hope im fast n smart enuff to register wad is expected n do well in it..&lt;br /&gt;WIsh me luck!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stinks la..&lt;br /&gt;Shower time..&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3160224896407857137?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/3160224896407857137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=3160224896407857137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3160224896407857137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3160224896407857137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-so-tired-sense-tat-im-falling-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-6061164937600700074</id><published>2007-03-21T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T17:42:11.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got a fuk D grade for my clinical posting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thx to my MCs.. Well done ah Naga -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come to think of it i shud haf gotten a A or at least a B grade, if not for my MCs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've ruin this chapter of my life.. jux like how i ruin mine during my Os..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y m i so easily effected n disturbed by the surrounding temptation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y aint i dicipline enuff to stay focus in my studies throughout?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will i ever stop the on/off kinda behaviour?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im juz this imature lil sickening ger..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im saying goodbye to Ngee Ann poly.. Bye to NPDB..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I effing wanna get into the team can!!! URGH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt, i find it really strange..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The old mi will definately go thru depression for a period of time upon seeing this fuk grade..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wud haf been cursing n swearing those fuk ppl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, i get over it really fast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mayb i've learn to take things more easily as well as look on the brighter side of life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its a good thing.. Agree?! HAaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow i shud get out of denial NOW n start seeking for other alternatives..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this r the plans in mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practical? Fantasy? Ahhh.. don care la... Shall see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(1) Private Dental Nurse (wr n earth i get such offer?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(2) Airline (juz ned many many luck, apportunities n grooming??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(3) Higher Nitec in Bio-Chen (ITE!! not again*sob*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its obvious la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sure its goin to be no.(3).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U see.. im a person fuk blessed wif self-awareness.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kne tat getting into airline is like so far beyond my reach, thou ppl haf been saying u'll make it.. Go for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How true can it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its nv a piece of cake..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moreover, in order for my mom to continue staying here wif mi.. i gotta be a student studying here in singapore.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for the time being i don haf the confident to part frm her.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll definately turn into a fuk worst person frm now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SoOOo.. Effing get mi into poly laaa.. Aiyooo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOoHO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tml is the last day of my 4 days replacement!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be frank i've always enjoyed replacement.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kne the reason y??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bcuz im the ONLY STUDENT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don haf to work wif some effing student..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took charge of my assign job fast n steady..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im able to work at the same pace as the staff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im full of satisfaction!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K enuff of the shiokness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a job soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really own him soO So much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's super nice.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice to the extreme he's gonna be my life time fren..*i promise*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever helping me when im in need..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&gt;Case study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&gt;MCs, letters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&gt;$ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&gt;some of my personal r/s, family problems n many many more..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RITE?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MR AH MEN!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Don always say i like to bully u la.. Juz tat i feel really comfortable being wif u.. So i've no intention in hiding anyting.. N i'll juz shot, wanting u to be a better person.. So, no harm..* heee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of clearing debts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ger.. patient patient k.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOve u *jh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really nice of *a for the movie treat..^^&lt;br /&gt;"stomp the yard" is definately a MUST WATCH movie..&lt;br /&gt;NICE~&lt;br /&gt;Rate: 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie "300" as well..&lt;br /&gt;i muz say its a really nice movie..&lt;br /&gt;Rate:3.7/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've decided to gif up "bld n chocolate" for another better movie,"Freedom Writers"- AWAITING! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 May 07 : Graduation Day..&lt;br /&gt;Nehnehpok... Damnnn loOoonnNggG laaa~&lt;br /&gt;URGH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 March 07 : Big Biig day for mi.. *interview with Faj*&lt;br /&gt;May all the luck come upon mi on this veri important day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6061164937600700074?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/6061164937600700074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=6061164937600700074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6061164937600700074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6061164937600700074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/03/sigh-ive-got-fuk-d-grade-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-5067138429463688867</id><published>2007-03-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:17.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Last Day @ Ward 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-iqx39bI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oepjh_jJaX0/s1600-h/IMG_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044311454207440306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-iqx39bI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oepjh_jJaX0/s320/IMG_2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044313545856513554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgEAcax39hI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SdqlSk-e9zc/s320/IMG_2341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-Uax39ZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Rxr0IJu9L0c/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044311209394304402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-Uax39ZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Rxr0IJu9L0c/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-PKx39YI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w-HQipG70tI/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044311119199991170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-PKx39YI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w-HQipG70tI/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044312472114689490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD_d6x39dI/AAAAAAAAAFo/M3g3OTPz5E0/s320/scan4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044312274546193858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD_Sax39cI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Hd3zrqOPt7c/s320/scan1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044312579488871906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD_kKx39eI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4hIEGDaQvyg/s320/scan2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5067138429463688867?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/5067138429463688867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=5067138429463688867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5067138429463688867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5067138429463688867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-day-ward-38.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RgD-iqx39bI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oepjh_jJaX0/s72-c/IMG_2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-7997810718383090724</id><published>2007-03-11T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T14:35:58.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let us not love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with words or tougue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But with actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope its not a mistake to let u go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-7997810718383090724?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/7997810718383090724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBhJjJuPpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VNZhfL16eTQ/s1600-h/kahwai+n+her.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBhJjJuPpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VNZhfL16eTQ/s320/kahwai+n+her.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039634799710322322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5081548794017769671?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/5081548794017769671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=5081548794017769671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wad do u think of this song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SWEET! NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loving it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frm the movie : Music n Lyrics&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched it today at vivo.. All thx to *a!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im like so into this movie can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Effing heartwarming, touching, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Definately worth watching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rate: 4.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all i wanna do is find my way back into love*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It haf been a great day for mi =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start my day smiling, end my day smiling as well!! lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy lil'ger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morning *jw send mi to work as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N i've breakfast.. all thx to *jw!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sausage muffin..(my fav) YAM YAM~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally haf break wif roofy again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Love You RUTH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.. rem the white adidas watch i've tok abt back in my long overdue post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou i still din get the chance to own one, bcuz its too ex.. BUT.. today i get the chance to wear it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thx to roofy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She agree to lend mi for a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooo, it feels so gd to haf it on my wrist.. haa *insane*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How i wish............ sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sch ard 2pm for graduation briefing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy to see becca n jiahui =) *serious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're all graduating sooonn!! Veri soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Providing i finish my replacement.. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 more extra days.. *slap myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be in contact wif *jd once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever bz bz bz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nbm, so long i kne im being missed by you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meeting up soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sw.. Its really my blessing to haf u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for being selfish n heartless at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U kne i don haf a choice?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Hannibal rising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go catch it!!&lt;/div&gt;Rate: 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nx pending movie : BLOOD N CHOCOLATE!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SInce this is my blog.. i've decided to post some of me.myself.i pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently took afew pic of only myself.. *veri rare of mi to do tat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039621863268826578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBVYjJuPdI/AAAAAAAAACo/mrMhCNWPT20/s200/me+(under+blk+2).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039621476721769922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBVCDJuPcI/AAAAAAAAACg/fwm--oPrWP0/s200/me+(bed+tongue).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039619002820607362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBSyDJuPYI/AAAAAAAAACA/xTiOXaAWBvA/s200/me!!.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039619913353674130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBTnDJuPZI/AAAAAAAAACI/6hdTnxw_vww/s200/me!!+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039620991390465458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBUlzJuPbI/AAAAAAAAACY/cQuRtHNj_b4/s200/me+(bed).bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039620510354128290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBUJzJuPaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6FxFwTiYO8U/s200/me(home).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039617804524731746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBRsTJuPWI/AAAAAAAAABw/-2OSLTeME1w/s200/me+(hair+is+long).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-8272822273548868458?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/8272822273548868458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=8272822273548868458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8272822273548868458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/8272822273548868458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/03/wad-do-u-think-of-this-song-sweet-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBVYjJuPdI/AAAAAAAAACo/mrMhCNWPT20/s72-c/me+(under+blk+2).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-3134478267779221255</id><published>2007-03-08T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:19.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some over due pictures not long ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cousin.me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBdiDJuPkI/AAAAAAAAADg/T4Yr1Vw-LSs/s1600-h/lita+n+nana.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039630822570606146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBdiDJuPkI/AAAAAAAAADg/T4Yr1Vw-LSs/s320/lita+n+nana.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(szewei.me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBc-zJuPjI/AAAAAAAAADY/AFdHWC0bGBQ/s1600-h/my+love+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039630216980217394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBc-zJuPjI/AAAAAAAAADY/AFdHWC0bGBQ/s320/my+love+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBctTJuPiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H0IoSWeAg_Q/s1600-h/my+love+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039629916332506658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBctTJuPiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H0IoSWeAg_Q/s320/my+love+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my nyps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBccDJuPhI/AAAAAAAAADI/1qAboFu9Bu4/s1600-h/nyp+n+me+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039629619979763218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBccDJuPhI/AAAAAAAAADI/1qAboFu9Bu4/s320/nyp+n+me+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBcTDJuPgI/AAAAAAAAADA/95pPdunCzVg/s1600-h/nyp+n+me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039629465360940546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBcTDJuPgI/AAAAAAAAADA/95pPdunCzVg/s320/nyp+n+me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-3134478267779221255?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/3134478267779221255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=3134478267779221255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3134478267779221255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/3134478267779221255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-over-due-pictures-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/RfBdiDJuPkI/AAAAAAAAADg/T4Yr1Vw-LSs/s72-c/lita+n+nana.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-6335233096133124517</id><published>2007-03-05T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T07:03:49.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haf to learn to pay more attention to those hu r now ard me by my side loving me unconditionally.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rather den keep thinking abt the ppl in the past hu haf treat me well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such ppl r history..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Treasure now and move forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye mrhuang~ u still prefer her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My care n concern means nth at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz shower..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fresh n clean now =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played bball wif *jw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I muz say he's effing PRO la!!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attacking the phone b4 i hit the bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NIte my frenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simulation training tml, 8-4..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May it be a smooth n peacful one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck off.. *S and *P.T.. Don ever ruin my day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-6335233096133124517?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/6335233096133124517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=6335233096133124517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6335233096133124517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/6335233096133124517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-haf-to-learn-to-pay-more-attention-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-5982218480279453510</id><published>2007-02-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:17:20.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is indeed colourful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We know we're never alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWAyNs36rI/AAAAAAAAABA/NoMJrN8GsdY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036573358443457202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWAyNs36rI/AAAAAAAAABA/NoMJrN8GsdY/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWAo9s36qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Hxd69PbShN0/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036573199529667234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWAo9s36qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Hxd69PbShN0/s320/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They aint close friends&lt;br /&gt;Friends hu get to know of each other through attachment&lt;br /&gt;Different sch/class, diff personality, diff individual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet they're a bunch of HAPPY ppl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haf no idea how important u gers meant to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036577563216440002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWEm9s36sI/AAAAAAAAABI/HYbyPd0Bx54/s320/601916542l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jiahui&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036577752195001042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWEx9s36tI/AAAAAAAAABQ/X5Jt3tGSD5A/s320/674072261l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I do treasure n appreciate all the kindness n goodness frm u girls..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TRUST ME!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im still alive.. not dead.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can sense it!! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Promise i'll put in more effort ook..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L.O.V.E!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-5982218480279453510?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5982218480279453510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/5982218480279453510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-indeed-colourful-we-know-were.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ancfWRTmeZk/ReWAyNs36rI/AAAAAAAAABA/NoMJrN8GsdY/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-4046142544119908267</id><published>2007-02-28T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:01:21.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yest nite was my last nite duty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Manage to gather some info for my case study.. (Due: 2nd March)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again this morning *jw fetch mi home.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slpt all the way till 4+, awaken by phone calls. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Therefore not goin out?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz realise i've lost my O levels statement of result..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DAmn~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of this days i've to make plans to travel all the way down to yishun to get my O's cert..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lazy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml om.. work till 12pm, after tat back to sch for class photo taking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope its professionally done.. unlike previous..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not.. it's a total waste of time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially was really excited to see the rest of my classmate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUt.. its already unlike the past.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's distance, gaps between us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How m i suppose to face them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, somehow we juz feel tat we, ourselves r the victim.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Effort being put in was nv being recognised..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feelings of taken for granted, abandon, unappreciated r always within us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blaming every single soul but not ourself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess its all due to miscommunication as well as lack of understanding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shud all jus stop deceiving ourselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/w HOPES n MIRACLE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-4046142544119908267?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/4046142544119908267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=4046142544119908267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4046142544119908267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/4046142544119908267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/2007/02/yest-nite-was-my-last-nite-duty.html' title=''/><author><name>ll v.O.n ll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325239862061443535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21939212.post-1221635831343046171</id><published>2007-02-27T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:19:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Juz woke up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 1st nite was effing cold, hungry n blur vision..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasnt veri bz.. i guess cuz its B class ward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don haf to shower the patient early morning.. So basically wad we did for the entire duty is to take para, hypoC, topping up of charts, changing, ECG, set new pack of N/S or potassium.. Tats abt it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, reason for my blur vision, cuz im wearing this super over-due contact lens.. so whenever nite time it will be abit blur.. N i haf to keep blinking my eyes to make it clear..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyhow, tats not impt.. So long i still can see.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found out something!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During nite time the toilet auto flushes more den day time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freaking n annoying~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, tats not impt either.. haa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End my shift at 7am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*jw came to fetch me frm work..haa, he's my super hero la!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always there for mi whenever im *tired or *gone wasted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hope he will learn to take gd care of himself more as well.. slp more, drink more water.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stop all the unhealthy lifestyle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope sooO ba.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Niwae, thank you soOO much~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we went for breakfast.. prata at some random simei coffee shop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homesweethome~ zZzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor juz came back frm Batam..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's now off for meeting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Definately gonna be fuck up side down by the boss.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suppose to report for work yest.. yet he's still at Batam hafing fun.. Sheesh~ Old man liao still no sense of responsibility.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ So sad.. Tml kor is starting work.. he will be away frm us back to malaysis again.. Wonder this time round how long he will take to come back for holi.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he's back again will i still be here in singapore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Working? Schooling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wr will mom be? Here or There?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hu will i be living wif?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Them? By myself? or still wif mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will mom still be wif *U.R??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will i ever change my attiude??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz pray hard tat there's no major changes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Ppl~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shower time n off to work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes.. my jacket!! haa.. No more cold nite for mi. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Roofy is back on attachment again.. which means, blissful time!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(A song close to my heart:"thevoicewithin")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Young girl don’t cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Young girl it’s alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your tears will dry, you’ll soon be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Of a place where nothing’s harder than it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When there’s no one else, look inside yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then you’ll find the strength that will guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ll learn to begin to trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ll never change if you just run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Young girl just hold tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Soon you’re gonna see your brighter day&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It’s so hard to stand your ground when you’re so afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you look outside look inside to your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey&lt;br /&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As long as you’re learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ll find all you’ll ever need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(be strong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ll break it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(hold on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ll make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just don’t forsake it because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No one can tell you what you can’t do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No one can stop you, you know that I’m talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don’t cry I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21939212-1221635831343046171?l=vooonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vooonn.blogspot.com/feeds/1221635831343046171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21939212&amp;postID=1221635831343046171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21939212/posts/default/1221635831343046171'/><link rel='self' 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