<?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-1412673048220441978</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:57:15.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zhhou</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-4136557619627954250</id><published>2009-09-29T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:43:06.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A whole new beginning~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this relationship is getting stronger as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;there were ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even on the verge of breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tough it is.&lt;br /&gt;we'll never let go of this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the love that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe there are somethings that can't be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;all i can ask for is try ur best.&lt;br /&gt;know wad u wan.&lt;br /&gt;go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wads past is past.&lt;br /&gt;wad we do now is to treasure the present.&lt;br /&gt;cherish every single moment that we get to spent.&lt;br /&gt;look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;and plan for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;label: love is to see perfection in imperfection! quote by her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4136557619627954250?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4136557619627954250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4136557619627954250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4136557619627954250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4136557619627954250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/whole-new-beginning-this-relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3951359389417008173</id><published>2009-09-22T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:52:56.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After wad has happened,&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy to hear the decision she made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i'm being selfish..&lt;br /&gt;i'm just scared..&lt;br /&gt;not that i dun trust nor believe..&lt;br /&gt;i'm just insecure and does not have the confident to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since that day,&lt;br /&gt;i have been cherishing every moment that we spent.&lt;br /&gt;keeping those moments in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;everytime she is doing her work.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be looking at her.&lt;br /&gt;my heart just aches.&lt;br /&gt;tears just wanna burst out.&lt;br /&gt;wondering how long can we last.&lt;br /&gt;i wan it to last forever.&lt;br /&gt;but will we fall apart?&lt;br /&gt;mayb not now.&lt;br /&gt;but how about in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so afraid to face the future.&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what is gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i watched UP at her house while she was studying.&lt;br /&gt;saw how loving the old man and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like seeing me and her having that kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;so old, yet the love is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just living everyday in fear.&lt;br /&gt;fear of being broken apart.&lt;br /&gt;fear of losing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fear is too big for me to take it.&lt;br /&gt;its devouring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fear makes me realised how madly, deeply i am in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i can't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;but to cherish every moment we spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too simple.&lt;br /&gt;all i ask for is to be some one important/ special to you.&lt;br /&gt;some one u can rely on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: dui bu qi! shi wo tai ai ni le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Label: Ignorance is a bliss. Cherishing is being true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3951359389417008173?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3951359389417008173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3951359389417008173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3951359389417008173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3951359389417008173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-wad-has-happened-im-happy-to-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6516148760573644813</id><published>2009-09-16T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:30:21.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="93%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="2" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;曲名：&lt;a class="mr" href="http://mp3.sogou.com/music.so?class=1&amp;amp;query=%B0%AE%D2%BB%D6%B1%B4%E6%D4%DA"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;爱一直存在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天我扬起帆&lt;br /&gt;想看看未知的海&lt;br /&gt;心里很多话想说说不出来&lt;br /&gt;虽然我脸上看不出来&lt;br /&gt;天空一样蔚蓝 却换了多少云彩&lt;br /&gt;那时的你让我幸福百分百&lt;br /&gt;是否为我等待&lt;br /&gt;我知道我的爱一直都会存在&lt;br /&gt;没有你泪停不下来&lt;br /&gt;你知道我依赖多不想say googbye&lt;br /&gt;我痛说不出来&lt;br /&gt;我知道我的爱一直都会存在&lt;br /&gt;没有你快乐都停摆&lt;br /&gt;某一天我期待和你笑的灿烂&lt;br /&gt;回头看爱 都在&lt;br /&gt;站在你的门外 我却幸福在徘徊&lt;br /&gt;心里很多话想说说不出来&lt;br /&gt;但我想你一定都明白&lt;br /&gt;时间过的好快&lt;br /&gt;想念却不曾更改&lt;br /&gt;现在的你是否幸福百分百&lt;br /&gt;我应该怎么猜&lt;br /&gt;我知道我的爱一直都会存在&lt;br /&gt;没有你泪停不下来&lt;br /&gt;你知道我依赖多不想say googbye&lt;br /&gt;我痛说不出来&lt;br /&gt;我知道我的爱一直都会存在&lt;br /&gt;没有你快乐都停摆&lt;br /&gt;某一天我期待和你笑的灿烂&lt;br /&gt;回头看爱 都在&lt;br /&gt;我知道我的爱一直都会存在&lt;br /&gt;没有你泪停不下来&lt;br /&gt;你知道我依赖多不想say googbye&lt;br /&gt;我痛说不出来&lt;br /&gt;我知道我的爱一直都会存在&lt;br /&gt;没有你快乐都停摆&lt;br /&gt;某一天我期待和你笑的灿烂&lt;br /&gt;回头看爱 都在&lt;br /&gt;爱一直存在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="line-height: 21px;" valign="top" align="right"&gt;   &lt;span class="nav05"&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://mp3.sogou.com/music.so?query=%B0%AE%D2%BB%D6%B1%B4%E6%D4%DA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.sogou.com/geci.so?lyricId=77c32398cc4ab2ee&amp;amp;query=%B0%AE%D2%BB%D6%B1%B4%E6%D4%DA&amp;amp;w=02009900&amp;amp;dr=1#" onclick="return pt('77c32398cc4ab2ee','s')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="nav05" style="line-height: 21px;" align="right"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-6516148760573644813?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6516148760573644813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=6516148760573644813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6516148760573644813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6516148760573644813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/say-googbye-say-googbye-say-googbye.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-1312480882695610516</id><published>2009-09-16T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:27:27.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, its been a long time since i last update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a nightmare last night..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in tears..&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that she left me because she still can't forget him...&lt;br /&gt;seeing her back view getting smaller,&lt;br /&gt;our distance getting further..&lt;br /&gt;that fear,&lt;br /&gt;that pain..&lt;br /&gt;is unbearable....&lt;br /&gt;seems like i watch too much of ming zhong zhu ding wo ai ni..&lt;br /&gt;while watching,&lt;br /&gt;i cried..&lt;br /&gt;not because of the show..&lt;br /&gt;is because of wat is happening to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit..&lt;br /&gt;i mind that she still can't forget him..&lt;br /&gt;or tend to think of him..&lt;br /&gt;although i hope it will not affect us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometime i will think of it..&lt;br /&gt;i keep trying to convince myself that she will get over him..&lt;br /&gt;things will get better in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be the only one that loves her more than her ex..&lt;br /&gt;but i noe..&lt;br /&gt;i'll never be the guy that she love the most..&lt;br /&gt;or should i say..&lt;br /&gt;more than her ex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shadow of him is a fear of mine....&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing else to say or do...&lt;br /&gt;but i keep telling myself that..&lt;br /&gt;if she really love me.&lt;br /&gt;she will forget him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: all these while, that is the only thing i have been wishing and hoping for....&lt;br /&gt;Label: i believe it will get better in time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-1312480882695610516?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1312480882695610516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-2662427195899376978</id><published>2009-09-08T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:18:24.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is nothing i can do any more...&lt;br /&gt;i tried very hard....&lt;br /&gt;but i failed...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm getting tired....&lt;br /&gt;starting to lose grip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2662427195899376978?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2662427195899376978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2662427195899376978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2662427195899376978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2662427195899376978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-is-nothing-i-can-do-any-more.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-7951140117268849323</id><published>2009-09-05T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:36:51.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First of all, Thanks to all my Brothers, Sisters and friends for wishing me Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Thanks to Ah Meng, Edmund Leow &amp;amp; Zhuo Hong for the mahjong session and the cake!&lt;br /&gt;Last but not Least, A Special Thanks to my Dearest gf for celebrating my birthday in advance and the present and card! i Love it a lot! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Sept 09&lt;br /&gt;After knocking off from work at 5.30 pm,&lt;br /&gt;headed to baby's house to put my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;waited for her to prepare then we headed to amk hub.&lt;br /&gt;in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;we planned to catch a movie after dinner,&lt;br /&gt;but she wasn't happy as she screwed her econs prelim paper.&lt;br /&gt;so we had dinner at New York New York,&lt;br /&gt;the serving was okay,&lt;br /&gt;just that the queue was quite long,&lt;br /&gt;so i went bought a boneless thigh chicken for a light snack.&lt;br /&gt;baby hurt her lips,&lt;br /&gt;so can't eat any thing that is not a mouthful size,&lt;br /&gt;so when there is a table for us,&lt;br /&gt;we had our order,&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't finish my food,&lt;br /&gt;so i was bloated already,&lt;br /&gt;can't stop burping,&lt;br /&gt;i noe its a disgrace,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;after we our dinner,&lt;br /&gt;there was time for us to catch a movie,&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we proceed with wad we had planned earlier,&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch THE PROPOSAL!&lt;br /&gt;it was funny and romantic love story!&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;baby cried while watching it! =X&lt;br /&gt;oops,&lt;br /&gt;she gonna kill me if she see this.&lt;br /&gt;after movie,&lt;br /&gt;headed to her house,&lt;br /&gt;took my stuff and head for home..&lt;br /&gt;couldn't receive a goodbye kiss as she is having ulcer on her lips.&lt;br /&gt;poor baby!&lt;br /&gt;it will have to take a few weeks to recover.&lt;br /&gt;that means no kissing for a few weeks =(&lt;br /&gt;fyi, her kiss is my sweetest addiction!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th sept 09&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon went to zhuo hong's hse for mahjong session,&lt;br /&gt;at first we only had 3 person,&lt;br /&gt;then Ah Meng came,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ah Meng for the cake!&lt;br /&gt;after Ah Meng came,&lt;br /&gt;we gambled with the rate of 5cents to 10 cents.&lt;br /&gt;lost 50 cents before edmund's friend take over.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;after that head to sch for the praying of 7th month.&lt;br /&gt;after praying,&lt;br /&gt;headed for home le..&lt;br /&gt;received quite a lot of wishes from my friends,&lt;br /&gt;was quite surprised that some remembered.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. XD&lt;br /&gt;my dearest sister wished me when i just came online.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with her for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since we last chat..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright here are some outdated photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009407.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what baby gave me for my birthday! =D&lt;br /&gt;She knows that i need a bottle! and she got me one! *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009408.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009408.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close up on the card that she made for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009409.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009409.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the card that she made for me on Valentine's day! my first that i received from her! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009410.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009410.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st Monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009413.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009413.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3rd Monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;ps: she din manage to make for our 2nd Monthsary as she is busy with her studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009414.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009414.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 4th Monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05092009415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll97/zhOuboiboi/05092009415.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A collection of the cards that she made for me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby! ur my greatest gift that god has gave me.&lt;br /&gt;For birthday, christmas, valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;and even EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for spending ur time to celebrate my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Label: you're the only addiction that rehab can't cure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7951140117268849323?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7951140117268849323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=7951140117268849323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7951140117268849323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7951140117268849323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me-first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4782336789648669428</id><published>2009-08-29T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:36:49.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem will always be there...&lt;br /&gt;there will never be a future,&lt;br /&gt;when the problem exist.&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;there is no solution....&lt;br /&gt;only determination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i tink of the problem..&lt;br /&gt;my heart just aches like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb,&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get to see tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Label: Tired.. i tried so hard... soooo hard..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4782336789648669428?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4782336789648669428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4782336789648669428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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awhile..&lt;br /&gt;bud i'm gonna post today..&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;cause its a special day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its OUR 4th Monthsary~~~&lt;br /&gt;there is more to come..&lt;br /&gt;and we're still counting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has been a lil prob lately.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not elaborate much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud what i can say to her is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter wad it is..&lt;br /&gt;i'll never end this relationship...&lt;br /&gt;i've put all my heart and soul in it..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna see this fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;you have to do ur part to..&lt;br /&gt;u should noe what i'm referring to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope,&lt;br /&gt;nothing will change nor will it affect us.&lt;br /&gt;and also the love u have for me will grow deeper..&lt;br /&gt;thats all i wished and hoped for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;all these while,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still loving u deeply..&lt;br /&gt;i'll always stay by ur side..&lt;br /&gt;till death do us part..&lt;br /&gt;and i swear i mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Label: One Mountain Can't Contain 2 Tigers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2340824561042596213?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2340824561042596213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2340824561042596213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2340824561042596213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2340824561042596213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/08/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8929756474264529801</id><published>2009-08-14T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:58:33.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looks like i've gotta find things to do during holiday..&lt;br /&gt;some thing to distract my mind...&lt;br /&gt;knowing the fact that she is gonna be busy with her studies..&lt;br /&gt;so i guess after the end of attachment i have to find a part time job..&lt;br /&gt;and when sch starts,&lt;br /&gt;i probably would have to take up part time job on weekend.&lt;br /&gt;to have an income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to get tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;i'm exhausted..&lt;br /&gt;gonna collapse any time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8929756474264529801?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8929756474264529801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8929756474264529801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8929756474264529801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8929756474264529801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/08/looks-like-ive-gotta-find-things-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8053020660496416389</id><published>2009-08-12T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:21:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;When you are about to give up on something, think of this: Pain is Temporary, Failure is Forever. A marathon is only 5 hours; the glory in completing it is more than 50 years. A Final Year Project is only 6 months; the portfolio is worth more than 60 years. A pregnancy is only 9 months; the lifespan of a life is 90 years. So if you’re in the midst of something painful now, it is just temporary. Giving up is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got this quote from Low Kay Hwa.&lt;br /&gt;a writer for goodybook,&lt;br /&gt;which i just bought 5 books from them.&lt;br /&gt;this quote is quite meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just something that i wanna tell her.&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;endure for another 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;i noe ur feeling stressed by all the work and exams that u have.&lt;br /&gt;just try ur best!&lt;br /&gt;dun give up!&lt;br /&gt;endure this pain,&lt;br /&gt;it will be over soon,&lt;br /&gt;suffer now is better than suffer later.&lt;br /&gt;efforts now,&lt;br /&gt;rewards tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU!!!&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/1412673048220441978-8053020660496416389?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-4056306426250982559</id><published>2009-08-06T10:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:25:51.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm working..&lt;br /&gt;bud i had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to Goody books to find something to read.&lt;br /&gt;I came upon this book "To Forget You"&lt;br /&gt;it's something similar to what she went through in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while reading.&lt;br /&gt;things just starts flashing into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story is about a couple who broke up despite being tgt for 7 and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;i could only read 5 chapters as it only show the preview of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what came into my mind was..&lt;br /&gt;what if..&lt;br /&gt;one day we were to be seperated..&lt;br /&gt;what will happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;its an ending which i hope and pray that our story will not end up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what came next was,&lt;br /&gt;last night,&lt;br /&gt;after we hang up,&lt;br /&gt;while trying to keep myself wake till 1.30 to give u a wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;i read through those cards that u made,&lt;br /&gt;the messages that i saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those moments that we shared.&lt;br /&gt;the ups and downs that we faced.&lt;br /&gt;the scenes of the first time we met.&lt;br /&gt;some vivid memory of those msges that we sent after the first time we met.&lt;br /&gt;then those surprises that u gave by popping out of no where to visit me while i'm working.&lt;br /&gt;those mistakes that i made,&lt;br /&gt;the time we spent.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of our first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being drunk by ur kisses and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;everything just flashes through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that point of time,&lt;br /&gt;u had much more time to spare than now.&lt;br /&gt;those were the times that i would carve a silly smile on my face whenever i received and read ur msges.&lt;br /&gt;its not that now i wun.&lt;br /&gt;bud its not as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so afraid that time will break us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe u dun have the time now.&lt;br /&gt;i understand.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i dun expect any thing.&lt;br /&gt;i'll do whatever i can to help you.&lt;br /&gt;to cheer u up.&lt;br /&gt;to encourage u.&lt;br /&gt;though those encouragement i gave is being repeated.&lt;br /&gt;i really duno what else i can do or say.&lt;br /&gt;if you see this.&lt;br /&gt;i noe what ur gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;u wan me dun say anything..&lt;br /&gt;just wan my understanding,&lt;br /&gt;which u already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe ur tired from studying,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm also tired after a long day of work.&lt;br /&gt;trying to make extra effort to wake u up.&lt;br /&gt;but i always failed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;either i fell asleep,&lt;br /&gt;if not i do things until i forgot about the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ur stress,&lt;br /&gt;i could only prove u with my listening ears.&lt;br /&gt;seeing u so stress up,&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to see u like this.&lt;br /&gt;every night before i sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i mean when those times that i din fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;although almost every night i fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;i image of u being stressed up,&lt;br /&gt;my heart will ache so painfully that tears roll down.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so worthless,&lt;br /&gt;so useless.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of how a handicap person will feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i noe that ur tired of hearing this.&lt;br /&gt;and also tired of me thinking negatively.&lt;br /&gt;bud all i wan to say is.&lt;br /&gt;thats the way i'm born to be.&lt;br /&gt;i did tried to stop thinking negatively,&lt;br /&gt;although it succeed.&lt;br /&gt;bud after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;it just come back again.&lt;br /&gt;in this case,&lt;br /&gt;u shouldn't be upset or show me attitude.&lt;br /&gt;cause u have to accept that fact that i'm like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;like what u have said in the card,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do dun like ur attitude.&lt;br /&gt;bud what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;bud to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;cause ur the one that i love.&lt;br /&gt;loving someone is not about changing them.&lt;br /&gt;bud to accept them for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the population,&lt;br /&gt;i've found you.&lt;br /&gt;In the race against time,&lt;br /&gt;i'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;In the time that we spent,&lt;br /&gt;i felt you.&lt;br /&gt;In the moments that we spent,&lt;br /&gt;i treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;In the opportunity that is given,&lt;br /&gt;i grab it.&lt;br /&gt;In the dreams at night,&lt;br /&gt;i see it.&lt;br /&gt;In the aisle of a church,&lt;br /&gt;I promised you,&lt;br /&gt;In the promises that i made,&lt;br /&gt;I vowed to love you,&lt;br /&gt;I vowed to take care of you,&lt;br /&gt;I vowed to be by your side in times of ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;I vowed to walk this journey with you,&lt;br /&gt;till death do us part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;image of you has nv left my mind for a single moment.&lt;br /&gt;wadever i do.&lt;br /&gt;i'm always tinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;missing you.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u noe that i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: My weakness is... you.&lt;br /&gt;        So is my Strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4056306426250982559?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4056306426250982559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4056306426250982559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4056306426250982559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4056306426250982559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/08/right-now-im-working.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-719771138758433412</id><published>2009-08-05T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:58:06.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quiz that i took on face book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about love language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the result that i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of Affirmation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain once said “I can live for two months on a good compliment.” Verbal appreciation speaks powerfully to persons whose primary Love Language is “Words of Affirmation.” Simple statements, such as, “You look great in that suit,” or “You must be the best baker in the world! I love your oatmeal cookies,” are sometimes all a person needs to hear to feel loved. Aside from verbal compliments, another way to communicate through “Words of Affirmation” is to offer encouragement. Here are some examples: reinforcing a difficult decision; calling attention to progress made on a current project; acknowledging a person’s unique perspective on an important topic. 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supervisor asked me to extend till the end of aug.&lt;br /&gt;i've gt no choice,&lt;br /&gt;i can't bring myself to reject him..&lt;br /&gt;so i've to endure for another 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;baby gave me a card for our 3rd monthsary..&lt;br /&gt;i love it alot..&lt;br /&gt;every card that she made for me..&lt;br /&gt;i treasure it..&lt;br /&gt;cause its my everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly,&lt;br /&gt;i extremely detest myself..&lt;br /&gt;when i looked into the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;i felt so disgusted by the monster i see.&lt;br /&gt;such a selfish monster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby has lots of work undone,&lt;br /&gt;yet,&lt;br /&gt;i wasted a whole afternoon of hers.&lt;br /&gt;which she could have completed some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so guilty,&lt;br /&gt;felt so bad..&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but to blame myself..&lt;br /&gt;i noe by saying sorry it doesn't help..&lt;br /&gt;but there is nothing else i can do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt so useless..&lt;br /&gt;wad a f****** useless and self-centered boyf i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart ache extremely,&lt;br /&gt;now that we have to cut down the days we get to see each other..&lt;br /&gt;from 2-3 days to 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;according to wat she wrote in the card..&lt;br /&gt;its true..&lt;br /&gt;we haven been talking much lately.&lt;br /&gt;as she have to do her work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she is stress.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to encourage her..&lt;br /&gt;cheer her up..&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i try..&lt;br /&gt;i only make things worst.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of boyf am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime she is tired and wanted to take  short nap.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;bud i always fell asleep before i could give her a wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;and by getting irritated when we were on phone and she fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;thats a wrong move..&lt;br /&gt;cause when i fell asleep while on phone.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she also felt the same way as i do.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not in the position to get irritated..&lt;br /&gt;cause most of the time,&lt;br /&gt;i'm the one who fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;what kind of boyf am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left her hanging..&lt;br /&gt;i made her stress..&lt;br /&gt;i add problems to her current one.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of boyf i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli felt so disgusted by the actions i do.&lt;br /&gt;i tried real hard,&lt;br /&gt;but i just screwed things up.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'm utterly sorry baby! &lt;br /&gt;i'm not a good boyf.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Label: simplicity is beauty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8694391930388054772?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;not the primary cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we brought snowy home..&lt;br /&gt;prepared to go bishan for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;went sakae sushi for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;we are happie kid!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;den after that sent her home...&lt;br /&gt;den i headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun;&lt;br /&gt;went to baby's house at around 2 plus..&lt;br /&gt;gave her 2 cards,&lt;br /&gt;one for our 2nd monthsary..&lt;br /&gt;though is kinda late lar..&lt;br /&gt;and another one for 3rd monthsary..&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;my 3rd monthsary card actually is a warranty card.&lt;br /&gt;bud i spell it wrongly..&lt;br /&gt;i spell it as warrty!&lt;br /&gt;damn!!&lt;br /&gt;hope she like the cards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed for not long...&lt;br /&gt;left her house at around 5 plus..&lt;br /&gt;headed to Cheng San CC to help a friend's troupe who is participating in the National Lion Dance Competition....&lt;br /&gt;Congratz that they gt 6th position..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Baby! hope u enjoyed the dinner !&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4142303417672265865?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4142303417672265865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4142303417672265865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4142303417672265865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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post.&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to write down what i did on weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat,&lt;br /&gt;woke up early in the morning and rushed to baby's house,&lt;br /&gt;we are bring snowy to the vet at red hill..&lt;br /&gt;and its from yishun to red hill..&lt;br /&gt;its very very far..&lt;br /&gt;so we took cab there.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached,&lt;br /&gt;snowy pee and crap at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;poor baby have to clean it up..&lt;br /&gt;so when its our turn to see the vet.&lt;br /&gt;the vet checked snowy's ear and took samples of blood from his ears as they were badly infected.&lt;br /&gt;so he put the blood sample under a microscope,&lt;br /&gt;and after that he actually drew the cells that were found in the blood samples,&lt;br /&gt;and explained to us about bacteria and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;like we are internship or having bio lecture or something..&lt;br /&gt;den he took us to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;which he said is the darkest place in the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;he took a lamp which i duno wat is it.&lt;br /&gt;and he point to the place of snowy's infected area,&lt;br /&gt;and told us that the apple green colour is actually bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;den blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;we have to bring snowy back next week as he wanted to do it step by step.&lt;br /&gt;beginning with his ears den his skin infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took cab back to her house.&lt;br /&gt;den went out to eat and get stuff that is needed to clean snowy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went for my driving lessons,&lt;br /&gt;after lesson i went back to her house.&lt;br /&gt;she was doing her work and i fell asleep on her sofa.&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den around 8 plus i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun,&lt;br /&gt;went down to West Coast CC to watch lion dance competition,&lt;br /&gt;went down to support Hequan and saw alvin representing Republic poly.&lt;br /&gt;after their performance,&lt;br /&gt;i went to baby's house,&lt;br /&gt;supervise her..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;and i did something wrong..&lt;br /&gt;i invaded her privacy,&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her messages without her consent.&lt;br /&gt;and i have reason for that,&lt;br /&gt;i read her message for sender and date,&lt;br /&gt;not the content.&lt;br /&gt;cause last night,&lt;br /&gt;i went to her blog and read her entries from the bottom,&lt;br /&gt;which is like last year,&lt;br /&gt;and i read the comment that she wrote on the last day of 2008,&lt;br /&gt;about her ex.&lt;br /&gt;and wad came to my mind was why she nv delete msges when her phone memory is full.&lt;br /&gt;so wad i tink was that her inbox must be full of her ex's msg,&lt;br /&gt;only just now,&lt;br /&gt;den i found out,&lt;br /&gt;that the very last msg was from her ex. and it was like 2007,&lt;br /&gt;a few years ago,&lt;br /&gt;why din she delete it?&lt;br /&gt;its like,&lt;br /&gt;last year she still couldn't forget her ex when she was kinda interested in me.&lt;br /&gt;and wad she din noe was,&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;i had a dream,&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that she was with her ex..&lt;br /&gt;so what my mind was thinking that,&lt;br /&gt;she may still tink of him..&lt;br /&gt;which u noe,&lt;br /&gt;a guy doesn't like his gf to tink of their ex,&lt;br /&gt;when it should be them that the girl should be thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;and there are stuff which i haven cleared from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;will she say i love u to her ex,&lt;br /&gt;and its from her mouth, not by text,&lt;br /&gt;cause yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if she is a bad gf?&lt;br /&gt;den i sudddenly tot of that question.&lt;br /&gt;bud i nv asked cause it was in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i invaded her privacy.&lt;br /&gt;bud i did not get the answers to my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, i'm sorry!&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dun trust u..&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i nv ask is because i dun wan to remind u of him by talking about him.&lt;br /&gt;regarding snowy, xin ku ni le!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8631798861164269859?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8631798861164269859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8631798861164269859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8631798861164269859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8631798861164269859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-quite-while-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-681918722137098623</id><published>2009-07-13T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:09:58.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TA DA!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am back to posting !&lt;br /&gt;shall not let my master piece rot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late..&lt;br /&gt;thus, couldn't spend more time with baby.&lt;br /&gt;so i got myself prepared and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met baby at a coffeeshop near her house.&lt;br /&gt;bought lunch for her family and myself.&lt;br /&gt;den we headed to her house for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked and slept.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;we are such a slacker.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday,&lt;br /&gt;went over to baby's house.&lt;br /&gt;gambled with her and her sister.&lt;br /&gt;after that,&lt;br /&gt;i tried to watch prison break using her laptop.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to her connectivity.&lt;br /&gt;the show was not loading at all..&lt;br /&gt;so decided to watch it when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats typically wad we do every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting to see her is already enough.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so blissful to have her by my side.&lt;br /&gt;the usual silly smile of hers.&lt;br /&gt;is deeply inked in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has become the first girl.&lt;br /&gt;that i love so deeply..&lt;br /&gt;none of my previous relationship can compare to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is my main prior.&lt;br /&gt;everything i do.&lt;br /&gt;she will always be the first to come into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my sanity when i'm with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if u happened to read this.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna let u noe,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i have been thinking negatively all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: the first and the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-681918722137098623?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/681918722137098623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=681918722137098623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/681918722137098623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/681918722137098623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/ta-da-i-am-back-to-posting-shall-not.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4663716877782491218</id><published>2009-07-09T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:27:17.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night,&lt;br /&gt;baby sent me a totally random msg..&lt;br /&gt;the msg was long,&lt;br /&gt;so the first sight of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't bring myself to read it..&lt;br /&gt;it could have gave me an heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like it dying out..&lt;br /&gt;i did my best for this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;i just dun wan to see it end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad i had an toothache..&lt;br /&gt;the pain numb my heart and my mind..&lt;br /&gt;its good because i wun think about those msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i slept from 9 plus till morning..&lt;br /&gt;totally exhausted and i duno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed feeling changed,&lt;br /&gt;my feeling have grown deeper..&lt;br /&gt;bud i noe u dun have the time,&lt;br /&gt;and thats the reason why it seems to be drifting apart..&lt;br /&gt;but its not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the feeling is not strong enough...&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing i can do..&lt;br /&gt;bud to continue building up this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;hoping and praying that it's not gonna tear us apart..&lt;br /&gt;and whoever tear us apart..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna rip that ass apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost once again..&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused..&lt;br /&gt;i duno whats best for us..&lt;br /&gt;mayb stop thinking and bothering will be better..&lt;br /&gt;just let nature takes its course...&lt;br /&gt;go with the flow..&lt;br /&gt;go with the tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;its just heartache that i feel.&lt;br /&gt;her image that i see..&lt;br /&gt;the text that she sent into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shall be my last post..&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'm not gonna touch it any more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Label: things weren't the same any more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4663716877782491218?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4663716877782491218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-8448908065457605396</id><published>2009-07-07T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:30:59.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am i always thinking of negative things?&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find an answer to that question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm inferior..&lt;br /&gt;doesn't think that i'm good enough for any one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud it not fair to her with all these thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;bringing her sadness instead of happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything just not that way i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;thats so much for being a perfectionist..&lt;br /&gt;thinking of how i wan to live my life..&lt;br /&gt;how i wan things to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud its all out of my reach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find no solution to solve this problem that i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i should continue being lazy..&lt;br /&gt;lazy to think..&lt;br /&gt;lazy to care..&lt;br /&gt;lazy to bother...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna lie on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;watch that damn tv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just duno what is wrong with me...&lt;br /&gt;nothing is wrong with this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;yet i just feel wrong..&lt;br /&gt;and i duno why...&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be a perfect boyf.&lt;br /&gt;which i dun think i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFECTIONIST! GO AWAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8448908065457605396?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8448908065457605396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8448908065457605396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8448908065457605396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8448908065457605396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-am-i-always-thinking-of-negative.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8136452526121082421</id><published>2009-07-07T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:16:47.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just being over sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;and i admit that i'm full of negative thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stop thinking too much..&lt;br /&gt;cause my nature is like that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8136452526121082421?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-7013269748030049254</id><published>2009-07-06T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:35:56.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i duno why,&lt;br /&gt;bud somehow i feel that its drifting apart....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7013269748030049254?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7013269748030049254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=7013269748030049254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7013269748030049254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7013269748030049254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-duno-why-bud-somehow-i-feel-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3852176282120854070</id><published>2009-07-05T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:58:22.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after last night's thinking..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i expected more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man is always greedy..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to care less and have less expectation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3852176282120854070?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3852176282120854070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3852176282120854070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3852176282120854070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3852176282120854070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-last-nights-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3455724614057995392</id><published>2009-07-04T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:57:36.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night,&lt;br /&gt;went to ECP to celebrate Ah He's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;around 10 plus going 11..&lt;br /&gt;baby msged me..&lt;br /&gt;told me she reached home..&lt;br /&gt;and will call me soon...&lt;br /&gt;bud in the end it was not soon at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment she said soon..&lt;br /&gt;i have been holding onto my phone..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for her call..&lt;br /&gt;and finally when she called..&lt;br /&gt;we chat for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to my damn bloody phone..&lt;br /&gt;auto hang up..&lt;br /&gt;den my phone went low batt..&lt;br /&gt;so baby told me that she will msg me before she sleep..&lt;br /&gt;in the end,&lt;br /&gt;around 1 plus,&lt;br /&gt;no msg at all..&lt;br /&gt;den i already expected she fallen asleep..&lt;br /&gt;bud there is no need to tell me that she will msg me before she sleep.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me wait like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;keep looking at my phone..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for her msg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i dump my phone into my bag..&lt;br /&gt;chit chat with my gangs of brothers..&lt;br /&gt;den a few of us went to the beach to lie on..&lt;br /&gt;of course with newspaper..&lt;br /&gt;so as not to dirty our only clothings on...&lt;br /&gt;had some guy's talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the breeze and the waves at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;its just the perfect place where i wanna live..&lt;br /&gt;that peaceful life..&lt;br /&gt;gaze upon the star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mind was filled with her..&lt;br /&gt;things have been going through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;those fears again...&lt;br /&gt;and what will happen to us in future..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking with my eyes close..&lt;br /&gt;and naturally,&lt;br /&gt;i kinda slept for a short while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back to the pit to chit chat..&lt;br /&gt;arouind 4 plus to 5,&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the beach again..&lt;br /&gt;to lie down and have a sleep before we have to leave..&lt;br /&gt;while lying down..&lt;br /&gt;we were gazing at the stars..&lt;br /&gt;the weather was so perfect..&lt;br /&gt;was able to see a lot of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wat..&lt;br /&gt;a few of us managed to see a shooting star..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;so nice..&lt;br /&gt;and so fast..&lt;br /&gt;the speed is just like a blink of and eye..&lt;br /&gt;and ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;its gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a wish upon seeing the shooting star..&lt;br /&gt;and i shall keep that wish a secret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while lying down..&lt;br /&gt;and chatted,&lt;br /&gt;the sky starts to get brighter..&lt;br /&gt;so we were discussing where the sun will rise..&lt;br /&gt;cause we are all waiting to see the sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't see and the reason is unknown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed back to the pit and the others had finished clearing the pit..&lt;br /&gt;so we went to take bus..&lt;br /&gt;the bus journey was damn long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of us fall asleep on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 9.&lt;br /&gt;charged my phone and saw baby's msg..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm blogging now..&lt;br /&gt;at the same time trying to fix my damn bloody ipod white screen of death...&lt;br /&gt;stupid name huh..&lt;br /&gt;and i shall turn in now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting baby later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Ah He, if u happen to pass by my blog, just wanna say thanks for the bbq and wish u a happy birthday in advance =D and i'm sorry that i may not see u off to tekong.. But hope u take care of yourself in there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3455724614057995392?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3455724614057995392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3455724614057995392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3455724614057995392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3455724614057995392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-night-went-to-ecp-to-celebrate-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2838518876272874616</id><published>2009-07-03T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:38:00.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHH!!! IPOD WHITE SCREEN OF DEATH!!!&lt;br /&gt;my ipod has been white screen since monday!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not sure if my warranty is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its over..&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;i cant afford to send it for servicing..&lt;br /&gt;cause the savings i have right now is just enough for my driving lessons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i pass..&lt;br /&gt;this time round..&lt;br /&gt;if not..&lt;br /&gt;i really gt nothing to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;i so can't wait to see baby..&lt;br /&gt;a weeks seems like a few weeks to me..&lt;br /&gt;it felt so long..&lt;br /&gt;it felt like we have been seperated for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;finally i can online during work!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;i have tried days without internet access...&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to survive..&lt;br /&gt;no work is given..&lt;br /&gt;i just secretly watch movies that i have..&lt;br /&gt;feel so sleepy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2838518876272874616?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2838518876272874616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2838518876272874616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2838518876272874616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2838518876272874616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahhhh-ipod-white-screen-of-death-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6499242012356600818</id><published>2009-07-03T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T12:08:56.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it so true when i took this quiz..&lt;br /&gt;try it..&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&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/1412673048220441978-6499242012356600818?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6499242012356600818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=6499242012356600818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6499242012356600818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6499242012356600818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-view-on-yourself-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-7618812257990384236</id><published>2009-06-28T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:22:16.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was something in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;and somethings that i came to realise when i couldn't fall asleep last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human nature is some thing so scary..&lt;br /&gt;jealousy and trust is something that is crucial to a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;and why there are murder case like the husband killed their wife or vice verse,&lt;br /&gt;its all the doing of jealousy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..&lt;br /&gt;i am jealous...&lt;br /&gt;cause what happened last night..&lt;br /&gt;the immediate thoughts that came to my mind was..&lt;br /&gt;was she like this when she was with that ex of hers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just duno how much i mean to her..&lt;br /&gt;i noe she dun have the time...&lt;br /&gt;i noe she tried hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud how much time does it take a person to tell their love one that they love them in a text.&lt;br /&gt;just a few seconds..&lt;br /&gt;i noe i'm being selfish...&lt;br /&gt;bud who is not..&lt;br /&gt;other than those noble person who were legends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a normal guy..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saint,&lt;br /&gt;some small little things actually mean a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that small little things doesn't takes up a lot of time..&lt;br /&gt;its just depend on whether u are willing to make that effort to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've realise..&lt;br /&gt;the more i grab onto something tightly,&lt;br /&gt;the more it hurts when things goes wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe she is gonna get upset when she visit this blog and saw this post..&lt;br /&gt;but its better than bottling up and not letting her noe how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;i noe she dun have the time to tell me how she feel..&lt;br /&gt;all i need is her to be understanding..&lt;br /&gt;and not get upset when i'm upset because of small things..&lt;br /&gt;thats because i dun wan to lose her..&lt;br /&gt;i'm just concern and worried about her..&lt;br /&gt;is that even wrong for me to do so?&lt;br /&gt;dun i have the right to get upset?&lt;br /&gt;i may have over reacted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats y i realised that...&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't grab onto this relationship so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;i should learn to let go of somethings which is beyond my control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that,&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault..&lt;br /&gt;because of my selfishness..&lt;br /&gt;we got tgt at the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;i'm a distraction..&lt;br /&gt;i just wan u to do well for ur studies.&lt;br /&gt;have a better future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;i do love u a lot..&lt;br /&gt;everytime i think of u..&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches so badly.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm always fighting and struggling to hold back my tears..&lt;br /&gt;the love i have for u is can't be measured..&lt;br /&gt;its more than i have exprienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: to readers, nothing happened to us.. its just my thoughts, just like what i've said, this blog is just a place for me to dump my negative feelings and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;and to my baby!&lt;br /&gt;if u happen to read this,&lt;br /&gt;dun think so much..&lt;br /&gt;dun feel upset or anything...&lt;br /&gt;if not i have to lock up this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7618812257990384236?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7618812257990384236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=7618812257990384236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7618812257990384236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7618812257990384236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-was-something-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4035480633405900989</id><published>2009-06-28T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:38:12.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night,&lt;br /&gt;baby's stomach was in pain,&lt;br /&gt;so she went to took a rest..&lt;br /&gt;without telling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was worried sick about her..&lt;br /&gt;so i have the right to be upset..&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm upset,&lt;br /&gt;she get upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i tink back,&lt;br /&gt;when i did something without telling her,&lt;br /&gt;she gets upset and i'm not..&lt;br /&gt;wad does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to report to her..&lt;br /&gt;and not she is not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is her to inform me that she is going to take a rest or something,&lt;br /&gt;rather than MIA for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;den came back telling me wad she did..&lt;br /&gt;i'll would have an heart attack by then..&lt;br /&gt;worry something might happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i say,&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't care so much about her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kind of feeling feel so sucky..&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't fall asleep when i'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;my mind was thinking and thinking...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess,&lt;br /&gt;i should care less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: to my friends that visits my blog, the reason why its emo is because i dump every unhappy feelings here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3920169253909915424</id><published>2009-06-26T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:03:56.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;guess what day is today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR 2nd MONTHSARY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet her later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she is not giving me anything lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way i dun tink will be receiving things from her until her exams over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause she is busy studying right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing for her exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna stand by her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving her my support..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though every night i always fall asleep while on the phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way, gonna go back to work now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2nd MONTHSARY BABY!!  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3920169253909915424?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3920169253909915424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3920169253909915424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3920169253909915424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3920169253909915424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/woot-guess-what-day-is-today-its.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4962952991535745947</id><published>2009-06-20T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:58:58.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been thinking about us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart cant help but ache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tears cant help but roll down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so useless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i the right now for u??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i give u a better future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she is not gonna help herself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in what position can i help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is not way i can help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and regarding her msn pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna care about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not gonna ask about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i been thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she wants to tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud if she dun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is not point asking her about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats y i hate to use my brain because of this reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i start to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always negative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5401704203254160738</id><published>2009-06-15T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:55:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a bad week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing goes right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, Kanna fine by NEA!!&lt;br /&gt;300 bucks fly off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,&lt;br /&gt;i Freaking fail my TP!!!&lt;br /&gt;which i tot can pass!!&lt;br /&gt;everything went smoothly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud he just dun give me chance on my minor mistake...&lt;br /&gt;and once again my demerit point reach 40!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL!!&lt;br /&gt;the tester was very friendly..&lt;br /&gt;very good..&lt;br /&gt;dun feel nervous when he is beside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just blame on my poor judgement and slow reaction!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in total..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna say goodbye to 800 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm FREAKING BROKE RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5401704203254160738?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5401704203254160738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5401704203254160738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5401704203254160738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5401704203254160738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/damn-im-having-bad-week-nothing-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3404637103508998810</id><published>2009-06-12T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:50:55.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i have been wondering and thinking..&lt;br /&gt;what is happening between us..&lt;br /&gt;i really duno what went wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night,&lt;br /&gt;baby told me she was thinking about it too..&lt;br /&gt;den i told her how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;she told me hers..&lt;br /&gt;though nothing happen..&lt;br /&gt;but my heart aches like mad..&lt;br /&gt;tears starts to fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish this relationship will never come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking about our future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we just got together at the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;the time whereby she needs to prepare for A's..&lt;br /&gt;i'm always a failure when it comes to maintaining a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna let this blog rot..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3404637103508998810?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-7361801191084662823</id><published>2009-06-11T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:33:46.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somethings just happened..&lt;br /&gt;things doesn't feel right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to have changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i began to wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is having holiday..&lt;br /&gt;bud doesn't seems lyk one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird..&lt;br /&gt;that we din talk much when its her holiday..&lt;br /&gt;i noe she is busy..&lt;br /&gt;its time for me to keep my mind occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that i wun keep on thinking...&lt;br /&gt;missing..&lt;br /&gt;doing or say stupid stuff..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6895297147061732048</id><published>2009-06-08T08:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:38:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday,&lt;br /&gt;went to baby's house..&lt;br /&gt;accompany her while she is studying..&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;i'm the one sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to visit her god sister who just gave birth to a baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;the baby boy is very cute..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;so both of them had a good catch up.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went off to amk hub for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;was damn pai seh..&lt;br /&gt;cause i din have enough cash with me..&lt;br /&gt;and baby dun allow me to go withdraw money.&lt;br /&gt;cause she keep saying that she owe me money..&lt;br /&gt;*faint*&lt;br /&gt;my money is equal to her money..&lt;br /&gt;so she doesn't owe me any money.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, sent her home before i headed home..&lt;br /&gt;while i'm on my way home..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking..&lt;br /&gt;and thats how my private message comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;his/her past doesn't concern us.&lt;br /&gt;so there is no point thinking of their past..&lt;br /&gt;we should cherish and treasure the present..&lt;br /&gt;and look forward to the future..&lt;br /&gt;cause the past no longer exist..&lt;br /&gt;it will only remain as a faint memory within us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i reached home..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to stay up and wait for baby to finish studying..&lt;br /&gt;bud guess wad..&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep on the sofa..&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep falling asleep..&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;received a call from baby in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is that..&lt;br /&gt;its sunday,&lt;br /&gt;and baby asked me,&lt;br /&gt;why u haven wake up..&lt;br /&gt;den she suddenly say..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. its sunday hor..&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;my silly baby is so adorable..&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be at baby's house...&lt;br /&gt;in the end i fall asleep on her bed again...&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a pig..&lt;br /&gt;slept for around 11 hours..&lt;br /&gt;and still i continue sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;baby was vex over something..&lt;br /&gt;her da jie took leave and wanted to go japan to visit her er jie.&lt;br /&gt;so she asked if she and her mum wanted to go..&lt;br /&gt;bud baby can't..&lt;br /&gt;cause her exams are near.&lt;br /&gt;so her dad told her mum that her mum cannot go if baby is not going..&lt;br /&gt;so her mum suggest her to go over to her grandma house to stay while her mum go oversea.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to see her like this..&lt;br /&gt;having problems one after another..&lt;br /&gt;i noe she is tired..&lt;br /&gt;around 8 plus..&lt;br /&gt;i went home..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home around 12 plus..&lt;br /&gt;i was on the phone with baby..&lt;br /&gt;bud my bed was too comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;that i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;and i was on the phone like half awake..&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, i just want to let u noe..&lt;br /&gt;no matter wad..&lt;br /&gt;i'll never leave u for another girl..&lt;br /&gt;so dun ever tink of that any more.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll always be there when ur down..&lt;br /&gt;always looking for ways to cheer u up..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i can't help..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i add problems to u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5437232004441640604</id><published>2009-06-04T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:24:36.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too crazy over her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stop thinking/missing her every lil sec.&lt;br /&gt;just couldn't stop looking at my phone..&lt;br /&gt;wondering when will i receive a text from her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these is way beyond my control..&lt;br /&gt;i cant focus when i'm working..&lt;br /&gt;i cant have fun when i'm playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll always be thinking of her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5437232004441640604?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5437232004441640604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5437232004441640604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5437232004441640604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5437232004441640604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-1185821869751424259</id><published>2009-06-04T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:57:56.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;standing on a cross road.&lt;br /&gt;does not have a single clue of where i'm heading.&lt;br /&gt;or even where my destination is..&lt;br /&gt;so i asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;what do i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;and continue the journey that i'm walking right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what i'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;idk what i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;my soul is wandering else where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving this empty shell behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move like a wind.&lt;br /&gt;come and go as and when they like.&lt;br /&gt;that trouble free life.&lt;br /&gt;is what i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have to think of stuff which i shouldn't think..&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have to make a decision...&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have to vex over stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like a heavy weigh have been lifted from me.&lt;br /&gt;feel so light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roaming around the world alone.&lt;br /&gt;leaving my footsteps everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna be alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2210875399899074950</id><published>2009-06-03T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:42:03.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOVE. BETRAYAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, it came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;this phrase " to love some one, it takes a lot of courage"&lt;br /&gt;in the past,&lt;br /&gt;i dun get wad it means.&lt;br /&gt;but now,&lt;br /&gt;i get to noe how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a guy who gets jealous easily..&lt;br /&gt;so when she talked about her ex..&lt;br /&gt;no matter which ex is she talking about..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel jealous..&lt;br /&gt;jealousy always never fail to control over me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever stop being such a perfectionist?&lt;br /&gt;when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest fear..&lt;br /&gt;is afraid of losing her..&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;what will happen if she leaves me for another guy..&lt;br /&gt;i noe that will never happen, bud life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking, when i'm enlisted..&lt;br /&gt;will she ever betray my love for her..&lt;br /&gt;the answer right now is no.. she wun..&lt;br /&gt;bud lyk i've said..&lt;br /&gt;life is unpredictable..&lt;br /&gt;i've heard stories of girlf running away with another guy while the guy is serving for the country.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so afraid that it will happen...&lt;br /&gt;thats the fear i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe she wun leave me...&lt;br /&gt;bud, i'm lyk this..&lt;br /&gt;pessimistic...&lt;br /&gt;just let me be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2210875399899074950?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2210875399899074950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2210875399899074950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2210875399899074950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2210875399899074950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2674758424217143325</id><published>2009-06-01T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:17:08.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i last post..&lt;br /&gt;sorry to those who visit my blog..&lt;br /&gt;and it means good news when i nv blog..&lt;br /&gt;cause my blog is a place where i dump all my unhappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;went to baby's house yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought she wun have the time to make card and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what..&lt;br /&gt;in de end she made a card and got me a ear piece!!!&lt;br /&gt;heng i nv go buy ear piece..&lt;br /&gt;if not baby's gift will be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there is a first month,&lt;br /&gt;there will always be others to come..&lt;br /&gt;next aim.&lt;br /&gt;first year! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;mayb 6 monthsary ..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;alright..&lt;br /&gt;i'm crapping already..&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna be damn busy..&lt;br /&gt;got lots of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-1964634723771118912</id><published>2009-05-26T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:50:24.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day!!!&lt;br /&gt;ITS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st Monthsary!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st month marks the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;there will be more to come!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud the sad thing is..&lt;br /&gt;we can't get to celebrate..&lt;br /&gt;she will be busy with her studies,&lt;br /&gt;i'm busy with work..&lt;br /&gt;weekends, she is having tchoukball competition...&lt;br /&gt;so we cant get to meet for long...&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my driving lesson is in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;den i'll head to her competition venue.&lt;br /&gt;watch her play and give her my support..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who look down on me!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll prove to u with actions that i'm no longer that kind of guy who keep changing girlf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past,&lt;br /&gt;i was popular among girls..&lt;br /&gt;cause i was quite fit lar..&lt;br /&gt;unlike now..&lt;br /&gt;and in sec sch..&lt;br /&gt;its much easier to find girls..&lt;br /&gt;and to tink about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i was quite childish in the past..&lt;br /&gt;who keep getting in and out of relationship..&lt;br /&gt;what a dumb thing to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i grow older..&lt;br /&gt;i get to understand the true meaning of being together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about the love and going through the challenge of time together..&lt;br /&gt;being there for each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish that..&lt;br /&gt;i can lie on the beach with her..&lt;br /&gt;just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the breeze..&lt;br /&gt;night time,&lt;br /&gt;look up and gaze upon the stars..&lt;br /&gt;that peace is so wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, Happy 1st monthsary! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-1964634723771118912?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1964634723771118912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=1964634723771118912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gave her morning call..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in tears..&lt;br /&gt;had a nightmare that seems so real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can remember is..&lt;br /&gt;i saw her with her ex..&lt;br /&gt;the one that she truly loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the love she had for him..&lt;br /&gt;makes me damn jealous..&lt;br /&gt;that jealousy feel so real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain that my heart was undergoing feels so real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;all my fears are coming back to me..&lt;br /&gt;they are haunting me..&lt;br /&gt;been having sleepless night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night..&lt;br /&gt;i have been having nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;just that its not as serious as last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i just afraid of losing her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso have nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of her going clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;she got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;and kanna taken advantage by other guys..&lt;br /&gt;for those who noe me inside out,&lt;br /&gt;they noe i dun like my girlf to be taken advantage by other guys..&lt;br /&gt;or should i say,&lt;br /&gt;no guys will wan to let other guys take advantage of their girlf.&lt;br /&gt;no guys will wan to let their girlf exposed.&lt;br /&gt;guys will noe that..&lt;br /&gt;there are perverts who take upskirts photos.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i kinda feel that..&lt;br /&gt;they should at least wear a shorts when they are wearing skirt.&lt;br /&gt;shorts like FBT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i noe..&lt;br /&gt;i'm possessive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i noe&lt;br /&gt;i am being over possessive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that can be a good and bad thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good because..&lt;br /&gt;it means that she meant a lot to me..&lt;br /&gt;and i really really care about her..&lt;br /&gt;its also means that i truly love her..&lt;br /&gt;compare to all my previous relationship..&lt;br /&gt;i only had that once..&lt;br /&gt;this time..&lt;br /&gt;will be the second time..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan history to repeat..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick and tired of all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its bad because..&lt;br /&gt;there will be lots of argument and quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;there is gonna be lots of unhappiness...&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault..&lt;br /&gt;i just duno why i cant change that over possessiveness within me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened once..&lt;br /&gt;it happened in my past relationship...&lt;br /&gt;and i told myself i'm not gonna let it happen again..&lt;br /&gt;bud..&lt;br /&gt;in the end...&lt;br /&gt;i still cant manage to change it..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really getting sick and tired of all these fears..&lt;br /&gt;why cant they leave me alone..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lost and insecure....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess all i can say is i'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tried hard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a virgo always tends to regret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;however, i dun regret being with u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bud i regret for the cause of  all those unhappiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3943321611088072920?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3943321611088072920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3943321611088072920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3943321611088072920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3943321611088072920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-morning-woke-up-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6662548776665284351</id><published>2009-05-24T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:30:41.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when shopping with baby..&lt;br /&gt;was shopping for her bag..&lt;br /&gt;den in the first place was kinda hungry when reached bugis..&lt;br /&gt;cause i haven not had my lunch/ breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;so i bought a boneless thigh chicken from seoul..&lt;br /&gt;yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i last ate it.&lt;br /&gt;i always had that when i'm still working at bugis as a promoter..&lt;br /&gt;bud guess what!!&lt;br /&gt;one of my teeth actually chipped off without me knowing...&lt;br /&gt;freak!!!..&lt;br /&gt;i'm one teeth less now!!...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm having a toothache..&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i nid to see a dentist soon..&lt;br /&gt;was so afraid that the dentist will pluck out all of my teeth!!&lt;br /&gt;scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i got myself a wallet and baby couldn't find a bag that she wans..&lt;br /&gt;den we went Illuma,&lt;br /&gt;the new shopping mall...&lt;br /&gt;its damn big!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bud i guess because it wasn't complete yet..&lt;br /&gt;as most of the stores are still under renovation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;baby's school is having a public concert at republic poly..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;she intend to wear a tee and skirt for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;den she called and ask her friends what they are wearing..&lt;br /&gt;and her friends said that her dressing is kinda inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;so accompanied her home..&lt;br /&gt;and changed into dress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;baby look so damn hot and gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;gonna kill all the guys out there..&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;and we took the train towards jurong east..&lt;br /&gt;baby's friend is meeting her on the way to woodland..&lt;br /&gt;and her friend board the train at sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;was kinda sad..&lt;br /&gt;my heart was aching all the way home..&lt;br /&gt;till now its still aching...&lt;br /&gt;those eyes...&lt;br /&gt;the ache has been there ever since she just alighted from the train..&lt;br /&gt;all i could do is watch her walking away..&lt;br /&gt;and the train is gonna move off..&lt;br /&gt;i kept looking...&lt;br /&gt;seriously i duno why..&lt;br /&gt;tears just keep struggling to flow..&lt;br /&gt;why do we have to part?&lt;br /&gt;why cant the time just pause there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be tinking..&lt;br /&gt;bud i can't help..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 2 more days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-6662548776665284351?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6662548776665284351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=6662548776665284351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6662548776665284351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6662548776665284351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-shopping-with-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3057136808870057420</id><published>2009-05-22T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:18:31.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i really duno whats happening now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart was aching,&lt;br /&gt;when i heard baby said that,&lt;br /&gt;she dun like someone to tell her what to do.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i was just concern about her..&lt;br /&gt;is that wrong??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i really duno to care or not to care..&lt;br /&gt;care also wrong..&lt;br /&gt;dun care also wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can some one just tell me what to do??&lt;br /&gt;i'm really confused...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;her temper just change so fast..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost.....&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my sense of direction..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby asked me what was i tinking..&lt;br /&gt;now i kinda sorted out my thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking,&lt;br /&gt;is this relationship on a right track to lasting?&lt;br /&gt;or it is going the opposite way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;there is so much air within me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my emotions have ruled over my mind..&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer think properly..&lt;br /&gt;its u..&lt;br /&gt;a girl that i love so deeply..&lt;br /&gt;have made such a huge impact on me..&lt;br /&gt;u are my everything..&lt;br /&gt;everything that i have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3057136808870057420?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-8829958682152320212</id><published>2009-05-22T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:15:12.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8829958682152320212?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8829958682152320212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8829958682152320212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i couldn't even wake up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;baby is having her A's Bio SPA later on.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU! JIAYOU! JIAYOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking out my window,&lt;br /&gt;saw the stars and the moon,&lt;br /&gt;its reminds me of you,&lt;br /&gt;those laughter,&lt;br /&gt;those embrace,&lt;br /&gt;those love,&lt;br /&gt;its so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2241171319733726463?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2241171319733726463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2241171319733726463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2241171319733726463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2241171319733726463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhh-i-was-supposed-to-wake-up-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6767256795347480390</id><published>2009-05-19T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:47:15.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;baby was asking me what was i thinking..&lt;br /&gt;somehow i just couldn't remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;well, i recalled wad i was thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda sad when baby said that i'm one who can't comfort her when she is feeling stress..&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;my negative thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so useless..&lt;br /&gt;my baby feels stress..&lt;br /&gt;and yet i couldn't do anything..&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is to help her..&lt;br /&gt;be the one whom she can rely on.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when she said she wouldn't praise someone..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking back..&lt;br /&gt;its quite true that she dun praise someone..&lt;br /&gt;even joking also wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to accept it..&lt;br /&gt;rather than being that perfectionist..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-6767256795347480390?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6767256795347480390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=6767256795347480390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6767256795347480390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6767256795347480390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-9043781076396381674</id><published>2009-05-19T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:56:05.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay!&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to focus,&lt;br /&gt;cause my manager and supervisor are in batam auditing!&lt;br /&gt;and here comes my freedom!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so did a few quiz on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what animal were u in the past?"&lt;br /&gt;the result is;&lt;br /&gt;A dove, You are very peaceful and nice. You fall in love very easily and you are quiet and calm. You are not very shy but you are not outgoing. You are a leader of your group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;imma bird!&lt;br /&gt;imma plane!&lt;br /&gt;imma SOUP-PER-MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Calculate ur Ideal Weight"&lt;br /&gt;the result is 63kg!!!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm far from that!&lt;br /&gt;its time for some serious fats kicking!&lt;br /&gt;kick always all excessive fats that is covering my abs!&lt;br /&gt;PROJECT MILS!&lt;br /&gt;muahahas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda crazy today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to serious matters!&lt;br /&gt;i've gt lots of work to do!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm behind time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-9043781076396381674?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-3107223198916378493</id><published>2009-05-19T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:12:15.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;have been busy doing my Interim Report.&lt;br /&gt;and i figured out how to do my appendix!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO&lt;br /&gt;*CLAP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;its been just a day since i last saw baby,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm missing her badly already..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had a nightmare last night..&lt;br /&gt;kinda scary,&lt;br /&gt;cause it feels real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda remember wad my nightmare is about..&lt;br /&gt;kinda one day,&lt;br /&gt;i was picking up baby after her work,&lt;br /&gt;and she kinda told me that she is going to club with her colleague or friends..&lt;br /&gt;kinda can't remember that..&lt;br /&gt;den after that i tink i said something lyk okay lor..&lt;br /&gt;den i kinda went home..&lt;br /&gt;after tat,&lt;br /&gt;i was worried about her..&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda borrowed a car from someone..&lt;br /&gt;and drive to the club..&lt;br /&gt;wait for her..&lt;br /&gt;den i kinda saw her and another guy..&lt;br /&gt;and she seems kinda drunk..&lt;br /&gt;they seems kinda hugging each other..&lt;br /&gt;den i was quite disappointed and furious..&lt;br /&gt;so i went up gave that guy a punch..&lt;br /&gt;den kinda quarrel with her..&lt;br /&gt;den i wake up le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty scary...&lt;br /&gt;imagine me punching a guy..&lt;br /&gt;which i nv did in my entire life..&lt;br /&gt;i have never been in a fight before..&lt;br /&gt;and that kind of anger..&lt;br /&gt;i just duno why it feels so real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the part that is very scary..&lt;br /&gt;a nightmare that makes me feel the anger..&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its just a nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;and nightmare dun come true..&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, shall get back to my work..&lt;br /&gt;tatas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 6 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3107223198916378493?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3107223198916378493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3107223198916378493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3107223198916378493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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studies..&lt;br /&gt;i'm of no much help to her..&lt;br /&gt;i just hate myself for disturbing her when she is studying..&lt;br /&gt;and when we are suppose to do our work..&lt;br /&gt;i ended up sleeping on her bed..&lt;br /&gt;which in de end makes her sleepy too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a bastard i am!&lt;br /&gt;i just cant forgive myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i tink about it..&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i dun worth her love..&lt;br /&gt;bud at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful that i have her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i so self-centered?&lt;br /&gt;why must i be so selfish?&lt;br /&gt;why can't i just spare a thought for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna tell her..&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for the love she have for me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for sparing time out of her busy and stressful life for me..&lt;br /&gt;and i apreciated it..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4113036781509552121</id><published>2009-05-15T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:56:30.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>idk wads happening..&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel that,&lt;br /&gt;we are kind of drifting apart..&lt;br /&gt;is i too sensitive or wad?&lt;br /&gt;i just notice that she has been calling me darling lesser..&lt;br /&gt;or mayb i wish to see that magic word?&lt;br /&gt;idk..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that its not the same anymore..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd when i was in the office,&lt;br /&gt;i kept looking at my phone..&lt;br /&gt;my mind was thinking of her..&lt;br /&gt;missing her madly still,&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;den my vision start to get blur..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe she is busy..&lt;br /&gt;i noe she doesn't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;i understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thank her for sparing some time for me..&lt;br /&gt;its been hard on her.&lt;br /&gt;and whenever she finished her work,&lt;br /&gt;by that time,&lt;br /&gt;i'm half awake or either i fall asleep le..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;thinking of our future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Endure! and holding on still..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;after all,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still madly and deeply in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;she is always on my mind and in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5751763505484678389</id><published>2009-05-14T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:06:22.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno why i have been looking at my phone since morning,&lt;br /&gt;hoping to receive a text from her.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just not used to a day without msging or talking??&lt;br /&gt;and wad came to my mind was,&lt;br /&gt;how will i be able to survive if i'm enlisted,&lt;br /&gt;or even when she is gone.&lt;br /&gt;i found no answer to that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8810112344883617511</id><published>2009-05-13T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:38:41.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been awhile since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;have been busy at work,&lt;br /&gt;having OT almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;end work at 8.&lt;br /&gt;reach home still have to rush my interim report.&lt;br /&gt;F*** up attachment i have,&lt;br /&gt;to recall back,&lt;br /&gt;before we start our attachment,&lt;br /&gt;we tot that we dun have to do report and just work and learn.&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;we were WRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;40 pages of report,&lt;br /&gt;how many i going to write,&lt;br /&gt;its been 2 days and i only manage to write 10 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;i was taking a short break from my work,&lt;br /&gt;gonna continue later on,&lt;br /&gt;so i did a few quiz on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first quiz i took is"how long will your relationship last"&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad,&lt;br /&gt;my result is FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the second quiz i took is "Who is your perfect match?"&lt;br /&gt;and my result is&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Partners: Taurus, Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;Nearly Perfect Partners: Cancer, Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;Like Minded Souls: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;Opposites Youre Attracted To: Aries, Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;Learn From Your Differences: Leo, Libra&lt;br /&gt;Not Your Destiny: Gemini, Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;Astrological Hell: Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad..&lt;br /&gt;my baby is a Taurus!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO~!!&lt;br /&gt;feel so happy to see the results.&lt;br /&gt;hahas =)&lt;br /&gt;though the quiz may not be true.&lt;br /&gt;bud still..&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i shall go back to my work!&lt;br /&gt;tatas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, we are a perfect match! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8810112344883617511?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8810112344883617511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8810112344883617511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8810112344883617511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8810112344883617511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-awhile-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3579030225805995643</id><published>2009-05-11T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:47:10.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning,&lt;br /&gt;i was reading those msg that we quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;and i find that what she said wad true.&lt;br /&gt;i find that i'm not understanding enough..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful that she make me woke up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful that i've found her..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful for the love she give.&lt;br /&gt;i failed my duty as a boyf.&lt;br /&gt;i did not spare tots for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is my angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;i din have the mood for anything..&lt;br /&gt;was being told off by my supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;make me feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;and those interim report that the previous student did.&lt;br /&gt;make me feel so stress.&lt;br /&gt;m supervisor said,&lt;br /&gt;those students were very automatic in the work they do.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel that i'm the worst student they ever had.&lt;br /&gt;sit there surf net and wait for work to be given.&lt;br /&gt;i hate legislation!&lt;br /&gt;i hate attachment!&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna play!&lt;br /&gt;i wan my holiday!&lt;br /&gt;i wan to go back to sch!&lt;br /&gt;most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;I HATE DOING REPORT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4744196683360609561</id><published>2009-05-10T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:00:36.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;this few days,&lt;br /&gt;we had been quarrelling..&lt;br /&gt;and she is getting irritated easily..&lt;br /&gt;i really duno wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;really hurts me to quarrel with her..&lt;br /&gt;and i start to tink.&lt;br /&gt;do i understand her well enough?&lt;br /&gt;this morning we quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;and we had a better understanding of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud i really have to say this..&lt;br /&gt;imma bad boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;i only tink about myself.&lt;br /&gt;nv consider her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;yet she considered my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna change!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna glue to her.&lt;br /&gt;as in keep wanting to msg her and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cause i noe she have to focus and she doesn't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;i will only be a burden and hinder her studies.&lt;br /&gt;so i've decided to find things to do.&lt;br /&gt;lyk go jogging while she is doing her work.&lt;br /&gt;and we'll meet once a week.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to see this relationship to end.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;we met up to go jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;cause she nv been there.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm on my way to orchard to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;while on the train.&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking about those quarrel we had.&lt;br /&gt;my tears just seems to start rolling.&lt;br /&gt;i hold back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;bud the ache is still there.&lt;br /&gt;even when i was preparing to go out.&lt;br /&gt;my tears already started to roll down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;i can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm struggling to hold back those tears.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i'm such a cry baby..&lt;br /&gt;i just dun wanna lose her.&lt;br /&gt;afterall,&lt;br /&gt;she is the only girl that i've love so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;compared to all my previous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope everything will feel the same..&lt;br /&gt;will be the same as before.&lt;br /&gt;bud i noe..&lt;br /&gt;it will nv be..&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;more or less, there will be changes.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, i noe u will be unhappy after u read this post..&lt;br /&gt;its just all that i've gotta say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4744196683360609561?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4744196683360609561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4744196683360609561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4744196683360609561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4744196683360609561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-this-few-days-we-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-41131087059279896</id><published>2009-05-10T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:12:36.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days of sleepless nights is gonna begin.&lt;br /&gt;woke up with my fear covered with tears.&lt;br /&gt;living my life with fear.&lt;br /&gt;fearing that the end will come one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-41131087059279896?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-4359998994045610982</id><published>2009-05-10T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:40:55.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4359998994045610982?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4359998994045610982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4359998994045610982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4359998994045610982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4359998994045610982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5991335478308964610</id><published>2009-05-09T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:11:50.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All i wan is just her to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dui bu qi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really din tink of wad her tink that i will be.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate to quarrel with her.&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts me to see her unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan that thing to affect us.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;sometimes all i need is words of assurance from her.&lt;br /&gt;i just wan her to stop hiding things from me.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to noe wad is she tinking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5991335478308964610?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5991335478308964610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5991335478308964610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5991335478308964610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5991335478308964610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-i-wan-is-just-her-to-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6230453948846682573</id><published>2009-05-09T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:09:26.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Human nature;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;i realise a lot of things about human nature.&lt;br /&gt;i realise that,&lt;br /&gt;every one make stupid mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;be it in the past or future.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when they tink back,&lt;br /&gt;they find themselve stupid,&lt;br /&gt;and ask why will they do something so stupid in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;its just hard to explain,&lt;br /&gt;human nature is so mystical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realised that,&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;imma damn selfish guy,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a nice guy,&lt;br /&gt;neither am i a bad guy,&lt;br /&gt;just somewhere in the grey shade.&lt;br /&gt;not white nor black,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to tink about this relationship,&lt;br /&gt;i kinda find myself,&lt;br /&gt;being the one who is glued to her.&lt;br /&gt;which i tink it may bored her out.&lt;br /&gt;and will irritate her.&lt;br /&gt;causing her to get tired of me,&lt;br /&gt;i find myself damn naggy and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;why the hell am i still so childish?&lt;br /&gt;why can't i be serious?&lt;br /&gt;why do i tink so much?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dun get that answer to my questions.&lt;br /&gt;will i be more mature when i'm out of NS?&lt;br /&gt;mayb,&lt;br /&gt;will i still be as childish as before after NS?&lt;br /&gt;mayb.&lt;br /&gt;life is so uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is something that is sweet,&lt;br /&gt;yet sometimes bitter,&lt;br /&gt;it enjoy torturing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realised that,&lt;br /&gt;why do i always post how much i love her,&lt;br /&gt;how much i miss her and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;love isn't something that words can describe.&lt;br /&gt;bud i've gt the answer for this question.&lt;br /&gt;i type it out,&lt;br /&gt;to release the torture within me,&lt;br /&gt;the struggle i'm going through,&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel better,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish,&lt;br /&gt;she can tell me how much i mean to her.&lt;br /&gt;that kind of feeling is something that is so rare.&lt;br /&gt;so unique.&lt;br /&gt;imma guy that can be sensitive,&lt;br /&gt;bud blur,&lt;br /&gt;and i tink the wrong stuff.&lt;br /&gt;why am i born to be lyk this??&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i'm a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;who wants things to go my way.&lt;br /&gt;and when tinks dun go my way,&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep thinking and tinking and tinking..&lt;br /&gt;thats y,&lt;br /&gt;i always tink about her past.&lt;br /&gt;its not an excuse or something,&lt;br /&gt;its just something that i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i noe,&lt;br /&gt;things wun always go the way u wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;there is always this possibility that lead the things u wanted to another route.&lt;br /&gt;from a one way road,&lt;br /&gt;u reached a junction.&lt;br /&gt;there are split route ahead.&lt;br /&gt;its depends on how u tink,&lt;br /&gt;wad u expect,&lt;br /&gt;how u react,&lt;br /&gt;so that i will turn out to be the way u wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there are somethings that canot be controlled by us.&lt;br /&gt;u may be on the one way road,&lt;br /&gt;bud there are traps ahead,&lt;br /&gt;u fall into a trap,&lt;br /&gt;and that leads u to another route.&lt;br /&gt;its something that is unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: humans tend to regrets on the stupid mistake that they made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-6230453948846682573?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6230453948846682573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=6230453948846682573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the end of work.&lt;br /&gt;that means i get to rest!&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my baby so much!&lt;br /&gt;i wan to see her badly!&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;sat i'm busy with lion dance performance for vesak day.&lt;br /&gt;after that i still gt mother's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;so couldn't meet her.&lt;br /&gt;we initially planned to go out on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;bud now still not confirm yet.&lt;br /&gt;as last night,&lt;br /&gt;she told me that sunday her mum and her aunt are going to celebrate mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;its in the afternoon some more!&lt;br /&gt;if we aren't able to meet this week.&lt;br /&gt;i have to wait till next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;its a torture!&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll have to wait for another week!&lt;br /&gt;(TooT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imy, baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2734489353730222875?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-5652682015049364420</id><published>2009-05-08T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:35:48.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;kanna reprimanded by my supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;cause the instruction he told me i mistook it.&lt;br /&gt;scan the document wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me 3 missed call.&lt;br /&gt;and i din realised it.&lt;br /&gt;my phone vibration wasn't strong.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so damn screwed.&lt;br /&gt;plus i'm not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;been having toothache since morning.&lt;br /&gt;and the pain affect both side of my face,&lt;br /&gt;leading to my brain.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i lose my focus.&lt;br /&gt;and my supervisor said i'm losing concentration oso.&lt;br /&gt;told him the reason and he said he dun care about the reason.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;glad baby was there to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;so when i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;the toothache was still there.&lt;br /&gt;so initially, i only wanted to close my eyes to rest.&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and baby sent me msges.&lt;br /&gt;around 8 plus den i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;den i saw the msges.&lt;br /&gt;replied baby.&lt;br /&gt;den wait for her to do finish her work.&lt;br /&gt;around 9 p.m&lt;br /&gt;baby called.&lt;br /&gt;she was taking a rest from her work.&lt;br /&gt;half way through,&lt;br /&gt;baby fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;my piggy baby!&lt;br /&gt;*OINK*  =X&lt;br /&gt;around 9.40,&lt;br /&gt;baby auto wake up.&lt;br /&gt;miracle happen sia =X&lt;br /&gt;after that,&lt;br /&gt;baby continued studying.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for her to finish studying.&lt;br /&gt;around 12.45 baby asked me to call her.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;another half way through,&lt;br /&gt;can hear that baby is falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;cause wad she said doesn't link at all!!&lt;br /&gt;its just lyk she is talking nonsense stuff..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;my baby is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her to go and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so we hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;around midnight 1 plus,&lt;br /&gt;baby sent me a msg and its just a crying smiley.&lt;br /&gt;so i was worried about her.&lt;br /&gt;and i called.&lt;br /&gt;baby told me she had a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;dreaming that i was very very very bad to her..&lt;br /&gt;comfort baby and den we hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: i'm still falling in love with my baby!&lt;br /&gt;      the way she talk is so adorable! =D&lt;br /&gt;      i'm so glad that i've found her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5652682015049364420?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-5318893385415592725</id><published>2009-05-07T07:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:04:43.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;last night baby was tired..&lt;br /&gt;so studied half way..&lt;br /&gt;she went to take a short nap..&lt;br /&gt;i was to wake her up at 10.&lt;br /&gt;so i called her at 10.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;around 10.30,&lt;br /&gt;her phone low batt.&lt;br /&gt;so was kinda forced to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;she talked to me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;so i tot she was up.&lt;br /&gt;so i replied.&lt;br /&gt;tinking that how come so long she still nv reply.&lt;br /&gt;tot she would be studying.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;never did i noe..&lt;br /&gt;she actually went back to sleep!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*faint*&lt;br /&gt;so i called her..&lt;br /&gt;keep asking her to go bathe.&lt;br /&gt;so that she will feel fresher.&lt;br /&gt;and feel more awake.&lt;br /&gt;so kind quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;i din wan to quarrel with her.&lt;br /&gt;my intention is to be strict forcing her to study.&lt;br /&gt;bud that doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;she went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;after that she went back to study.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;she study half way through.&lt;br /&gt;she fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and around midnight 1+ she called..&lt;br /&gt;i know she felt screwed.&lt;br /&gt;cause her notes,&lt;br /&gt;out of 40+ pages,&lt;br /&gt;30 pages were smurge by her marker.&lt;br /&gt;and u noe the ink of the marker will spread and leak.&lt;br /&gt;so she was crying.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to me hear her cry.&lt;br /&gt;and i duno wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda get fed up.&lt;br /&gt;asking her to stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;she hung up on me.&lt;br /&gt;i called back.&lt;br /&gt;bud was transfered to her voice mail.&lt;br /&gt;so i keep calling.&lt;br /&gt;den msg her.&lt;br /&gt;and continue calling.&lt;br /&gt;finally she picked up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;telling me how sad she was and everything.&lt;br /&gt;her mind was blank.&lt;br /&gt;totally can't tink of solution to that.&lt;br /&gt;i tried hard.&lt;br /&gt;and she doesn't know y nowadays she is so tired.&lt;br /&gt;keep having the mentality that..&lt;br /&gt;she should quickly finish this work.&lt;br /&gt;and get some rest like taking a short nap.&lt;br /&gt;i really duno how to help her.&lt;br /&gt;when she cant even endure.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't have much time to study already.&lt;br /&gt;and she already spared time for me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel lyk a burden to her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so f****** useless!&lt;br /&gt;i can't do anything to help.&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is stay by her side.&lt;br /&gt;giving her moral support.&lt;br /&gt;i can only share her prob.&lt;br /&gt;bud i only can listen.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to do something for her..&lt;br /&gt;to make her feel better.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be with her.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm beside her.&lt;br /&gt;she will just fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;so much for being a cushion.&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;i'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;is she have to depend on herself.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help with her studies.&lt;br /&gt;i cant make her feel awake.&lt;br /&gt;wad a lousy boyf. i am..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i just feel lyk banging my head against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;this feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do something to help.&lt;br /&gt;yet i cant do anything.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WAD TO DO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: who doesn't have attitude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5318893385415592725?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-4913739047902109880</id><published>2009-05-06T07:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:06:04.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;work was quite busy..&lt;br /&gt;did a lot of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;den went to sch for training..&lt;br /&gt;kenneth rented a car and he came to fetch me..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;he was looking at the street directory and driving at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;on my way home..&lt;br /&gt;baby said she wanted to take a nap..&lt;br /&gt;so she asked me to wake her up at 9p.m&lt;br /&gt;around 9 plus..&lt;br /&gt;i called..&lt;br /&gt;i tried to wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;bud i couldn't..&lt;br /&gt;so i lied..&lt;br /&gt;that its 9.55p.m&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;she fell for that..&lt;br /&gt;and her reaction was funny..&lt;br /&gt;just can't stop laughing..&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;and now i noe..&lt;br /&gt;waking baby up is not an easy task..&lt;br /&gt;it took 1 hour plus for me to wake her up..&lt;br /&gt;and she force herself out of bed..&lt;br /&gt;i merely call her..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't effective..&lt;br /&gt;and she said my voice lyk wanna die lyk that..&lt;br /&gt;and that makes her feel sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;imma bad boyf.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel that i'm not good enough for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Emo kid is back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4913739047902109880?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4913739047902109880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-3608420794894453039</id><published>2009-05-05T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:37:44.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i dk wad i'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel trapped in my own space..&lt;br /&gt;i dk wads going on..&lt;br /&gt;all i noe is everything doesn't feel right..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish i can sleep all day long..&lt;br /&gt;with her in my arms..&lt;br /&gt;that moment..&lt;br /&gt;so peaceful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is kinda emo..&lt;br /&gt;bud i like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c732b78025834cea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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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-1412673048220441978.post-4510191263045718897</id><published>2009-05-05T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:20:35.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;i look lyk a god damn drug addict when i'm having running nose..&lt;br /&gt;and due to the swine flu period..&lt;br /&gt;i guess other peeps will stay far away from me when they see me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna lie on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;i've got 15 more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;still god damn long to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way..&lt;br /&gt;as i was sick ytd..&lt;br /&gt;din really talk to baby much..&lt;br /&gt;these few days..&lt;br /&gt;she has been busy with her school work too..&lt;br /&gt;been a few days since we last talked on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;it seems lyk a few weeks to me.&lt;br /&gt;kinda not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;bud i guess i will get used to it soon =)&lt;br /&gt;as she will be busy preparing for A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: nothing's gonna change..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-4510191263045718897?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/4510191263045718897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=4510191263045718897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4510191263045718897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/4510191263045718897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my-god-i-look-lyk-god-damn-drug.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8160777408103491388</id><published>2009-05-03T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:29:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a nightmare last night..&lt;br /&gt;woke up with tears..&lt;br /&gt;something that i fear..&lt;br /&gt;glad that i was just a nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;cause nightmare wun come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;went to baby's house just now..&lt;br /&gt;was reading magazine while she do her work..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;everytime we get together..&lt;br /&gt;time just pass unknowingly fast..&lt;br /&gt;its not enough..&lt;br /&gt;i cant bear to part..&lt;br /&gt;parted for a few mins..&lt;br /&gt;and i start to miss her lyk mad..&lt;br /&gt;i miss those sweet embrace..&lt;br /&gt;her smile..&lt;br /&gt;her eye..&lt;br /&gt;the smell of her shampoo..&lt;br /&gt;her everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the end of weekend..&lt;br /&gt;means i gotta go back to work..&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be looking forward to another weekend..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;next week only get to meet her once.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw an halo over her..&lt;br /&gt;she is my angel..&lt;br /&gt;the angel that took my breathe away..&lt;br /&gt;my heart, my soul..&lt;br /&gt;she is my everything..&lt;br /&gt;the love of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2055222529438630738</id><published>2009-05-03T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:40:16.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things between us are better now...&lt;br /&gt;bud still it feels kinda weird...&lt;br /&gt;idk how to explain..&lt;br /&gt;just doesnt feel the same..&lt;br /&gt;mayb it takes a few days for it to feel lyk before..&lt;br /&gt;idk..&lt;br /&gt;i just hope everything will be back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;was feeling bored and nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;so did some quiz on fb..&lt;br /&gt;love language.&lt;br /&gt;the results that i got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical Touch&lt;br /&gt;Many mates feel the most loved when they receive physical contact from their partner. For a mate who speaks this love language loudly, physical touch can make or break the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goh took the &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=8962183802&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=cc45abaf64d3a66a3d33a29376f170d0&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::551734022:1:8962183802:::0:5323282644029018458::0:gksl:0:::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1241289551:7171c7f8a9d6af89b72a65eb7fecadb3&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;" href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=114&amp;amp;h=c136f1c0d12dd03776c86b618c6f8767"&gt;Which Love Language do you have?&lt;/a&gt; quiz and the result is &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=8962183802&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=cc45abaf64d3a66a3d33a29376f170d0&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::551734022:1:8962183802:::0:5323282644029018458::0:gksl:0:::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1241289551:7171c7f8a9d6af89b72a65eb7fecadb3&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;" href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=114&amp;amp;h=c136f1c0d12dd03776c86b618c6f8767"&gt;Time and Attention&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of Time and Attention. This means you are most touched when people spend time with you and listen when you talk. You enjoy to do the same for others. Time and attention are a great way of communicating, but when someone else you love doesn't necessarily talk the way you do, it doesn't mean they don't love you. What would be their primary love language? The downside of this love language can be people assume you are lazy because you take your time. Try to find out how hey treat you when they try to show love, and try to speak their love language back to them so they feel loved. One last point to mention is that God also communicates in your love language. He uses time and attentin, too. He says in the Bible that He loves you, that you are the apple of His eye, and that He wants you to come to Him and talk to Him. He loves you and gave Jesus (God Himself in human form) to bridge the gap caused by the fall of sin through which we cannot fully obey the law He gave us. He made the solution through Jesus, and when accepting Him, you'll accept God Himself, Who loves you, and wants to communicate with you. You are the attention, His focus. He is the same yesterday, today and forever. Yes, He is timeless, patient, for ever present, and eternal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the love i have for her is getting way beyond my imagination..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2055222529438630738?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2055222529438630738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2055222529438630738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2055222529438630738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2055222529438630738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-between-us-are-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-6953172262993502690</id><published>2009-05-02T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:01:43.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my tears just cant stop flowing..&lt;br /&gt;my heart just cant stop aching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've shouldn't have think...&lt;br /&gt;its brings unhappiness..&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can just stand on the roof top..&lt;br /&gt;look at the scenery..&lt;br /&gt;close my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;feel nature..&lt;br /&gt;and fall..&lt;br /&gt;bud that doesnt end the unhappiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm utterly sorry..&lt;br /&gt;i have reflected on wad i've done..&lt;br /&gt;i've think of it till i cant think any more...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;very very very sorry...&lt;br /&gt;i noe apologising doesnt help..&lt;br /&gt;bud there is nothing i can do..&lt;br /&gt;except that i promise i'll never think again...&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll...&lt;br /&gt;please believe in me...&lt;br /&gt;i love you, baby...&lt;br /&gt;i really do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-6953172262993502690?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/6953172262993502690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=6953172262993502690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6953172262993502690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/6953172262993502690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-tears-just-cant-stop-flowing.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-7692801071217857360</id><published>2009-04-29T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:36:58.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GOD DAMN USELESSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell asleep and my phone auto shut down without knowing..&lt;br /&gt;baby msged me, till now i couldn't receive.&lt;br /&gt;she called bud my phone wasn't on.&lt;br /&gt;she is feeling very tired..&lt;br /&gt;very stress..&lt;br /&gt;yet i can't do anything..&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she injured her lips and it bled..&lt;br /&gt;she feel lyk drinking and eating bud she can't...&lt;br /&gt;and i duno wad to do..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;she has been feeling damn irritated these few days...&lt;br /&gt;i can only endure...&lt;br /&gt;i have to endure and tolerate...&lt;br /&gt;bud it just hurt me so much to see her lyk this...&lt;br /&gt;yet i can't do anything...&lt;br /&gt;i just wan to do something to make her feel better..&lt;br /&gt;*ARGH*&lt;br /&gt;she said she feel lyk banging the wall..&lt;br /&gt;now i said..&lt;br /&gt;i feel lyk wacking myself..&lt;br /&gt;for being so god damn useless..&lt;br /&gt;why am i born to be lyk this?&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;she cried and was unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;i noe she was unhappy because she couldn't find me.&lt;br /&gt;cause my phone was off.&lt;br /&gt;i f****** fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;and my bloody connection shows that i'm connected and yet i cant sign in msn.&lt;br /&gt;baby just told me that..&lt;br /&gt;she was unhappy cause she is worried about me..&lt;br /&gt;as she couldn't reach me..&lt;br /&gt;tinking that i should have reached home le..&lt;br /&gt;she went online, couldn't see me online..&lt;br /&gt;she tot i was with friends..&lt;br /&gt;she tot that my phone low batt..&lt;br /&gt;she tot that i went to cca..&lt;br /&gt;afraid that something might happen to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;i very very very sorry!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i made u worried about me...&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i couldn't do anything...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i couldn't make u feel better...&lt;br /&gt;i'm lyk a burden to u...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;dui bu qi bao bei! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7692801071217857360?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7692801071217857360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-6884908010336441023</id><published>2009-04-29T10:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:00:34.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went back to sch for training,&lt;br /&gt;injured my toe.&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i took of my shoe and socks..&lt;br /&gt;damn! my toe partly is black..&lt;br /&gt;black as in blue black..&lt;br /&gt;and it felt swollen..&lt;br /&gt;i cant even bend or straighten my toe..&lt;br /&gt;i'm barely walking..&lt;br /&gt;seems more lyk limping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby was kinda stress..&lt;br /&gt;cause she has lots of work to be done by thurs.&lt;br /&gt;and she is mentally worn out..&lt;br /&gt;she felt sleepy.. so i asked her to sleep first..&lt;br /&gt;when we are on the phone..&lt;br /&gt;she is already fallen asleep..&lt;br /&gt;called out for her quite a few times and no answer..&lt;br /&gt;so i hung up the phone..&lt;br /&gt;baby called back after i sent her a goodnight msg..&lt;br /&gt;in de end she oso fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;my piggy! how i wish i can watch her sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, baby couldn't wake up early to do work..&lt;br /&gt;partly my fault..&lt;br /&gt;cause my alarm rang at 4 plus..&lt;br /&gt;i was too tired,&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep instead of giving baby a morning call..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;she was unnhappy with herself..&lt;br /&gt;the lift broke down..&lt;br /&gt;and i tink she was half way through when she just realised that she forgotten her file.&lt;br /&gt;i noe she must be feeling damn screwed at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurt me so much to see her lyk this..&lt;br /&gt;when she is down.&lt;br /&gt;wadever i said doesn't help..&lt;br /&gt;cause she wun listen..&lt;br /&gt;an i can't help much..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so damn bloody useless..&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is to do something for her..&lt;br /&gt;i wan her to feel better..&lt;br /&gt;thats y whenever she is feeling down i tried to joke..&lt;br /&gt;bud it doesnt help..&lt;br /&gt;she wans me to be serious and joke at the right time..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i cant do that..&lt;br /&gt;i can't solve her probs..&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is stay by her side..&lt;br /&gt;giving her my support..&lt;br /&gt;when she is doing work..&lt;br /&gt;i have to stay awake..&lt;br /&gt;in case she went crazy due to stress..&lt;br /&gt;so that i can give her comfort when she needs me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma superman in making.&lt;br /&gt;i have to stay strong..&lt;br /&gt;i have to endure..&lt;br /&gt;i have to tolerate...&lt;br /&gt;i have to be there!&lt;br /&gt;i will always be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: its just the beginning ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5815399719329905213</id><published>2009-04-28T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:53:05.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goh just took the "&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=13921403076&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=83c9b725b738ca61b1bcc9161bbbbb78&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::551734022:1:13921403076:::0:0::0:gksl:0:::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1240937407:a7c5e3538ee8e4afa0e6e7dbf4257218&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;" 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reciprocated You are saving yourself for someone special When in love …your love knows no boundaries There is nothing that you won’t do for your special person And that person will respect other people’s feelings In the same way that you do You never compromise your love honesty and integrity Or the enormous loving and nurturing qualities you have. You always have time for others. When it comes to matters of love You freely give insight and guidance to others And deliver the message of true love You will recognise your soul-mate from the first kiss. However you do not give your real kisses freely just to anyone You will use romance to create the right atmosphere But not in a manipulative way… your aim is true. You will never play games with people’s feeling For you, true romance is found in the eyes of your lover. When you do find the one you seek. You will need no one else in your life. When you love, your love is legendary. Others are envious of your strength and ability to give. Your love is often discussed, admired and held up as inspiration for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5815399719329905213?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5815399719329905213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5815399719329905213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5815399719329905213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5815399719329905213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/goh-just-took-what-is-your-love.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8119294418650548707</id><published>2009-04-27T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:37:53.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a day seems lyk a week,&lt;br /&gt;a week seems lyk a month,&lt;br /&gt;a month seems lyk a year,&lt;br /&gt;a year seems lyk a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was the first time i shed tears in front of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;she saw those tears.&lt;br /&gt;and she started to shed tears too..&lt;br /&gt;we just cant bear to part.&lt;br /&gt;wishing that there would be more time for us to spend.&lt;br /&gt;a day has passed,&lt;br /&gt;every start of a new week,&lt;br /&gt;i would always be hoping for friday to come,&lt;br /&gt;cause then,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be able to see her soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wads weird is that,&lt;br /&gt;when we are tgt,&lt;br /&gt;times flies lyk nobody's business,&lt;br /&gt;in a blink of an eye, a few mins is actually a few hours..&lt;br /&gt;when we aren't tgt,&lt;br /&gt;damn! time passes lyk its in a traffic jam..&lt;br /&gt;passing so slow..&lt;br /&gt;god damn slow...&lt;br /&gt;its torturing me...&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand that torture any more...&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna lose my sanity..&lt;br /&gt;she is the only one that can save me from those torture.&lt;br /&gt;yet when time is up,&lt;br /&gt;another torture begins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8119294418650548707?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8119294418650548707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8119294418650548707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8119294418650548707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8119294418650548707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-seems-lyk-week-week-seems-lyk-month.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8087237488124168355</id><published>2009-04-26T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:35:15.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUnuABv_MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vxSxY9Oloo8/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209405297654978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUnuABv_MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vxSxY9Oloo8/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby with her Roses! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUnQLYrl2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/6BlDSWNGkCQ/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329208892950550370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUnQLYrl2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/6BlDSWNGkCQ/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her Roses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUmq_BupyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uDnbS0lilGQ/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329208253977896738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUmq_BupyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uDnbS0lilGQ/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lied to her that i went to slack with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;when actually i went to find my mum to get my flowers from her.&lt;br /&gt;took cab down to northpoint to get her cake..&lt;br /&gt;when i was reaching her house..&lt;br /&gt;i went to the 7th storey,&lt;br /&gt;to prepare stuff..&lt;br /&gt;however my plan din work..&lt;br /&gt;cause her door was wide open..&lt;br /&gt;and the wind blew off the candle light..&lt;br /&gt;den i lit it up at her door,&lt;br /&gt;and she saw the roses..&lt;br /&gt;din manage to give her a surprise..&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;celebrated her birthday in advance..&lt;br /&gt;and initially,&lt;br /&gt;i tot that i could give her a surprise on 12 midnight...&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;i failed my driving test..&lt;br /&gt;so had a change of plan..&lt;br /&gt;so i made a card,&lt;br /&gt;i noe its simple and not nicely done..&lt;br /&gt;its my first time making card and she is the first girl and person who received the card.&lt;br /&gt;was sleeping on her bed..&lt;br /&gt;while she was doing her work..&lt;br /&gt;den she helped me cut my nails..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;cause i have a habit of bitting my nails..&lt;br /&gt;before i left her house..&lt;br /&gt;i asked her that question.&lt;br /&gt;she said yes..&lt;br /&gt;when i was in the lift..&lt;br /&gt;i was jumping with joy..&lt;br /&gt;totally in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;and i get to be with her..&lt;br /&gt;after 5 months and 3 days..&lt;br /&gt;we are officially tgt..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;all the fear that i used to be scared of are now gone for good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;i know u visit my blog de..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank u..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23.11.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thats the day we first met, our story begins from there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26.4.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our story moves to a next level,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a new chapter of our story starts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we are officially tgt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm glad i have her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i really thank god! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause he brought us tgt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8087237488124168355?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8087237488124168355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8087237488124168355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8087237488124168355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8087237488124168355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-lied-to-her-that-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_gt5e4aM7bfY/SfUnuABv_MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vxSxY9Oloo8/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-243196734094272625</id><published>2009-04-25T13:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:38:04.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna see her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much that its beyond my imagination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would kill me so much just to be with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those misses are killing me softly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just lyk a poison,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running through my blood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly and slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet its fatal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those love are lyk a poison..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ur my antidote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppressing the poison temporary..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-243196734094272625?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/243196734094272625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=243196734094272625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/243196734094272625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/243196734094272625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4400515011701147773</id><published>2009-04-24T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:23:32.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm missing her so badly!&lt;br /&gt;my mind is filled with her..&lt;br /&gt;filled with those moments that we spent..&lt;br /&gt;thinking how it would be nice if she is right beside me..&lt;br /&gt;those sweet embrace..&lt;br /&gt;those smile and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;those eyes of hers..&lt;br /&gt;captured my soul..&lt;br /&gt;being the only tenant in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;making my heart aches lyk mad..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;crazy,madly, deeply in love..&lt;br /&gt;thank god i've found her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5185792312361605510</id><published>2009-04-24T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:11:15.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;its FRIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;and that marks the end of another week of my attachment!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;had plans for tml..&lt;br /&gt;gonna cut my helmet-like hair..&lt;br /&gt;gonna go kenny's house for meeting to discuss for our new batch of members..&lt;br /&gt;sad to say..&lt;br /&gt;we've only manage to recruit a girl..&lt;br /&gt;though she is average looking..&lt;br /&gt;she is consider good already!&lt;br /&gt;cause she is the only girl there...&lt;br /&gt;and the guys they learn quite fast..&lt;br /&gt;potential lion dancer! =)&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i wouldn't be going down training much..&lt;br /&gt;as i'm having my attachment..&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have the time and cash!&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad..&lt;br /&gt;i took cab there..&lt;br /&gt;and it cost me 21 bucks!!&lt;br /&gt;stuck in the jam just for a U-turn!!!&lt;br /&gt;i had to borrow 2 bucks from kenneth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training,&lt;br /&gt;manage to buy my stuff at popular..&lt;br /&gt;and they are kinda lyk gonna close in less than 10 mins..&lt;br /&gt;*phew*&lt;br /&gt;if not i guess i'm so dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward to sunday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 2 more days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5185792312361605510?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-3884022196096484950</id><published>2009-04-23T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:57:48.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEKEND IS COMING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for weekend to come..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;so that i dun have to work!!&lt;br /&gt;and some one is turning officially 18&lt;br /&gt;after this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: so tempted to bite my finger nails...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3884022196096484950?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3884022196096484950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-3047147095187563391</id><published>2009-04-22T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:02:01.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so screwed right now!!&lt;br /&gt;Outstanding works to do rush..&lt;br /&gt;have to do OT tonight..&lt;br /&gt;can't go popular again..&lt;br /&gt;cause i screwed my stuff..&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;I"M RUNNING OUT OF TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna apologise to her..&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep last night..&lt;br /&gt;leaving her alone..&lt;br /&gt;stressed by her work..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to talk to me to relax..&lt;br /&gt;yet i was asleep on the sofa..&lt;br /&gt;and she cried..&lt;br /&gt;imagining how would her life will be without me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm the cause of this..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm to be blamed..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bad..&lt;br /&gt;i always fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;i just can't help it..&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink i'm as tired as u are..&lt;br /&gt;bud still i fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but to feel bad..&lt;br /&gt;felt the ache in the heart when i left her hanging..&lt;br /&gt;why am i such a pig!&lt;br /&gt;why am i born to be a pig??&lt;br /&gt;such a lazy ass i am..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna let her noe..&lt;br /&gt;i'll never leave her..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna hold on tightly..&lt;br /&gt;no matter how strong the wind blows,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be standing firmly.&lt;br /&gt;and not being carried away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-4421981425844214269</id><published>2009-04-21T10:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:02:25.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday took a day off,&lt;br /&gt;went back to sch to help out for the CCA Fiesta..&lt;br /&gt;kelvin and i make use of the lion to run around the hall,&lt;br /&gt;giving out leaflets.&lt;br /&gt;i was the lion tail..&lt;br /&gt;and kenneth told me..&lt;br /&gt;some guys tried to "bang" the lion..&lt;br /&gt;wth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;they are gay!!!! O.O&lt;br /&gt;after walking around..&lt;br /&gt;we went out of the hall..&lt;br /&gt;den after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to squeeze our way in when we were still in the lion..&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;there was some girls behind me..&lt;br /&gt;i was playing with the tail and they keep smacking my tail lar...&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. kinda fun lar..&lt;br /&gt;den went to perform..&lt;br /&gt;after perform went to makan..&lt;br /&gt;after makan stayed at the hall the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;the hall closed at 6..&lt;br /&gt;and pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;we only had 6 ppl signing up for the club..&lt;br /&gt;went to lot 1 after the fiesta..&lt;br /&gt;went to popular to get some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;after that went home to try out something..&lt;br /&gt;guess wad..&lt;br /&gt;i failed!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;the things that i tried doesnt work out..&lt;br /&gt;so i'm hoping that i wouldn't have OT these few days...&lt;br /&gt;as i need to go back popular again..&lt;br /&gt;kinda lagging behind my plans..&lt;br /&gt;starting to feel kinda rush for things..&lt;br /&gt;should have start doing so earlier...&lt;br /&gt;tot it was easy..&lt;br /&gt;bud not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was kinda unhappy yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;cause i was looking at other girls..&lt;br /&gt;just wan to let her know..&lt;br /&gt;i may look at other girls..&lt;br /&gt;bud there is only her in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;and i noe if i were her..&lt;br /&gt;i will also be unhappy if u look at other guys..&lt;br /&gt;but at least i tell her...&lt;br /&gt;not hide from her..&lt;br /&gt;cause this is inevitable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i talked to her on the phone at night..&lt;br /&gt;i always feel so bad..&lt;br /&gt;cause i always fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for ur understanding =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-7904499591261524224</id><published>2009-04-20T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:01:10.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7904499591261524224?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7904499591261524224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-8620434881155100915</id><published>2009-04-19T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:02:52.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This morning,&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to accompany baby to take blood test at yishun polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;and when she take the blood test,&lt;br /&gt;the nurse had to squeeze the blood out..&lt;br /&gt;as she doesnt not have enough blood..&lt;br /&gt;she had been taking blood test for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;and she is not recovering yet..&lt;br /&gt;though she is having borderline fever,&lt;br /&gt;she stil have low platelet cells.&lt;br /&gt;and after she see the doctor..&lt;br /&gt;her platelet cells actually dropped lar..&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;the doctor actually gave her another day of mc on monday just for the blood test lar..&lt;br /&gt;baby has been missing lesson for a week le..&lt;br /&gt;she is gonna be stress when she return back to sch lar.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;and she is having her A's this year..&lt;br /&gt;after we her blood test,&lt;br /&gt;we went to LJS for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;den after lunch went to her house..&lt;br /&gt;played with snowy..&lt;br /&gt;help her install program.&lt;br /&gt;den watched Twilight...&lt;br /&gt;kinda distract her from doing her work.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so bad...&lt;br /&gt;after watching..&lt;br /&gt;i had to go for my lion dance..&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;why must time pass so fast..&lt;br /&gt;the good times always pass so fast..&lt;br /&gt;yet when we wan it to pass fast for other things..&lt;br /&gt;it just seems to take a year for a day to pass.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't bear to leave..&lt;br /&gt;i really treasure that moment..&lt;br /&gt;those embrace.&lt;br /&gt;felt so sad..&lt;br /&gt;my heart was aching when i'm forcing myself to leave.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be her cushion..&lt;br /&gt;so that she can take a rest..&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;while performing,&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking of her..&lt;br /&gt;missing her sooooo much...&lt;br /&gt;my heart began to ache...&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't be able to see her for a week...&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;thats a torture.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps: 8 more days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8620434881155100915?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8620434881155100915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8620434881155100915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8620434881155100915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8620434881155100915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-morning-woke-up-early-to-accompany.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-1014502505304643902</id><published>2009-04-16T20:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:03:14.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A SUDDEN ACHES IN THE HEART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all of a sudden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she talked about her ex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;telling me that sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she still will tink of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and whether her love for him at that point of time is true or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and she said its true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;feel a sudden ache..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;envy; jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats wad i feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bud nvm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause we are the present and the future~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;any way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who wun tink of the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we are the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;once, we used to love a person so truly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and thats in the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;those are called memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which means its the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whats important now is the present and the future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after i reached home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was on the phone with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and she wasn't in the mood to joke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and ask y cant i be serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all i have to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i made my mistake once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats when i used to be serious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my ex finds me boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm not gonna be that way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i know i always joke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mayb all the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bud there were times when i'm serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bud i made it seem that i'm not being serious at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;baby girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry that i'm always joking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;请原谅我　原谅我不成熟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i happened to recall about yesterday night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was on phone with baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kinda fall asleep lar huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as usual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;baby fall asleep too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we were both tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bud i remembered a part where she actually called out darling on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats the first time i heard her calling me that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as in not by msg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and all of a sudden my eyes were wide open..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mayb baby should call me that whenever i'm falling asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause it wakes me up XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-1014502505304643902?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1014502505304643902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=1014502505304643902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/1014502505304643902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/1014502505304643902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/sudden-aches-in-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-1867401992223392812</id><published>2009-04-14T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:03:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANGEROUS DRIVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DAMN!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why am i so nervous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maybe because its my first time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but why others manage to pass with their first try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in the morning i had a revision lesson..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything went smoothly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;until..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when i was in a room waiting for my tester..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my heart began to beat fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i couldn't stop shaking my leg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when the tester came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i got into the car..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the first course he wants me to take was the S course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he told me to turn into course number 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guess wad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was still looking for the course when he suddenly jam break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn! my morale and confidence dropped..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;during the slope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm too nervous that before my car reached the peak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i already pressing my brake le.. cause after up slope is a down slope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats y have to brake.. and i brake too early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gt demerit points for that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when doing parallel parking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;suay, i strike pole drop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;total 14 demerit points for that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all confidence gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;during revision nv hit pole de lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;den when outside, still smoothly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;until i came to a slope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which i din apply hand brake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he jam my brake.. pull my hand brake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;den when i'm trying to move off.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there is a motorcyclist turning into my direction.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was too nervous that i release a bit of clutch and my car starts to move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;den the tester jam brake again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;saying how dangerous it was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;den ask me to turn left when i was suppose to turn right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;straight away went back to bbdc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;totally screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks baby and friends for consoling me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks baby for being there to comfort me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;feeling much better after she console me.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2283703783971598089</id><published>2009-04-12T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:05:05.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OVERCOMING THE FEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm gonna dump all my fears here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm just so afraid that she might leave me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i duno if my feelings are right or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause i'm losing my sanity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel that she is beginning to feel tired of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really love her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the love is beyond what i can imagine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i fear that something will happen to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which i doesnt wan that to happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i already imagine how our future will be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i fear that i'm a burden to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which i dun wish to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really hope i wun get in her way regarding her studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm so afraid that the fears will come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i once saw someone's personal msg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when the closer u are to someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the more u are afraid of losing them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now i understand how it feels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm praying that she will recover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm praying that nothing will happen to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm praying that our love will always last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm praying that the fears will not come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm praying that she will not get tired of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll always be praying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i noe i'm negative..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i noe i'm paranoid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i noe i'm irritating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i noe i'm always disappointing u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm so sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i will behave lyk this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;its because i love u so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i noe i have been telling u how much i love u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;action speak louder than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i should prove it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;rather than telling u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I"LL OVERCOME THE FEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I WILL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm sorry for that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2283703783971598089?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2283703783971598089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2283703783971598089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2283703783971598089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2283703783971598089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/overcoming-fear-im-gonna-dump-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-1537015673055693354</id><published>2009-04-10T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:06:05.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;ITS GOOD FRIDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;dun have to work!!!&lt;br /&gt;so slept late last night..&lt;br /&gt;tot i will sleep till noon...&lt;br /&gt;instead, i woke up at 9 plus..&lt;br /&gt;cause the weather was warm..&lt;br /&gt;and the sunlight is too glaring!&lt;br /&gt;den went out to meet edmund..&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i last saw my gang of brothers..&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to meet baby..&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her to buy dinner..&lt;br /&gt;and she actually asked her mum if i can go up her house for a seat..&lt;br /&gt;kinda lyk meet the parent session huh..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. =X&lt;br /&gt;so i guess her mum take me as her boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;only those who noe me..&lt;br /&gt;will noe wad's going on.. =D&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the right time,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the right moment..&lt;br /&gt;okie back to wat happened at her house..&lt;br /&gt;baby kinda force me to eat bbq stingray.&lt;br /&gt;which she noe i dun eat seafood at all..&lt;br /&gt;so i was willing to try ..&lt;br /&gt;however, u noe..&lt;br /&gt;the taste is so yucky!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas .. =X&lt;br /&gt;den i was entertaining kor kor&lt;br /&gt;he is kinda cute..&lt;br /&gt;bud i agree with wad she say.. very naughty.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;and DIDI IS CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;now i noe y she prefer didi rather than kor kor..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for tml..&lt;br /&gt;only if she recover..&lt;br /&gt;hope she will get well soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;still praying that she will get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;her fever is so unconstant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;subside and come back again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;despite taking medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;her temperature still keep on raising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;bud glad that its not dengue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;baby, do take care of urself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-1537015673055693354?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1537015673055693354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=1537015673055693354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/1537015673055693354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/1537015673055693354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/woohooo-its-good-friday-dun-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5720227111849876710</id><published>2009-04-08T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:28:58.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wait for you - Elliott Yamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm missing you &amp;amp; I'm wishing that you would come back through my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why did you have to go? You could have let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So now I'm all alone, Girl you could have stayed but you wouldn't give me a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more than I can stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all my tears they keep running down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are you that afraid of me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is not how you want it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No matter what I have to do I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's been a long time since you called me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(How could you forget about me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You got me feeling crazy (crazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How can you walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything stays the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just can't do it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What will it take to make you come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl I told you what it is &amp;amp; it just ain't like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why can't you look at me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're still in love with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't leave me crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby why can't we just, just start over again&lt;br /&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;br /&gt;If you give me a chance I can love you right&lt;br /&gt;But your telling me it won't be enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I have to do I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So why does your pride make you run &amp;amp; hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are you that afriad of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I know it's a lie what you're keeping inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That is not how you want it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If it's the last thing I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No matter what I have to do I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll Be Waiting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This song just suddenly came into my mind.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;some parts are quite true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i really wonder how my life would be without her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5720227111849876710?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5720227111849876710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5720227111849876710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5720227111849876710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5720227111849876710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/wait-for-you-elliott-yamin-i-never-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5813968070497977413</id><published>2009-04-07T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:06:20.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right now i'm having my Over Time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be doing my stuff..&lt;br /&gt;bud i have to write down my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;its unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;earlier on,&lt;br /&gt;she talked to me on msn..&lt;br /&gt;her temperature was 38 degree..&lt;br /&gt;last night she already had slight fever,&lt;br /&gt;bud subside after awhile..&lt;br /&gt;tot she recover le..&lt;br /&gt;bud i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;she is sick,&lt;br /&gt;yet she has lots of work to do..&lt;br /&gt;upon knowing she is sick..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can be there to take care of her..&lt;br /&gt;when she told me she is having fever again..&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches lyk mad..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so worried about her..&lt;br /&gt;i so wanted to tell her..&lt;br /&gt;not to force herself if she cant take it any more..&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to see her lyk this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;praying that she will be alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;praying that god will ease her suffering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;praying that i would rather be the one sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hoping that she will recover soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hoping that she will not stress herself over work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5813968070497977413?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5813968070497977413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5813968070497977413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5813968070497977413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5813968070497977413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/right-now-im-having-my-over-time.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2401386000871870347</id><published>2009-04-07T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:07:00.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Am i thinking too much ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;something is not right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dun know is i sensitive or am i being over sensitive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today everything doesn't feel right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i duno whats wrong with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can some one give me an ans??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what is happening to me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just feel uneasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not in the mood for anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all i wan is her to be by my side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;why am i so tired lately??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i couldn't find that answer myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;its nowhere to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i do need a break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just need to rest before i can stand up and fight again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;in that instant moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm out of the stage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;too much for the spotlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"humans are mere players"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"life is a stage"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-850047400185482934</id><published>2009-04-06T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:07:09.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the morning,&lt;br /&gt;i almost wun be able to wake up....&lt;br /&gt;i could hardly breathe at all..&lt;br /&gt;fighting for oxygen with both my mouth and my nose.&lt;br /&gt;but the oxygen that i fight for is kinda limited.&lt;br /&gt;having block nose and phelgm.&lt;br /&gt;although i am tired and always wanted to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;bud sleeping and not waking up forever is not wad i wan..&lt;br /&gt;cause i still wants to be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i cough lyk mad,&lt;br /&gt;finally i got rid of those phelgm.&lt;br /&gt;able to breathe a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work and was feeling better,&lt;br /&gt;able to breathe again..&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were heavy..&lt;br /&gt;i was doing data entry..&lt;br /&gt;yet at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;i can doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got a lil awake,&lt;br /&gt;my mind starts to think of stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;stuff which i shouldn't think about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was wondering..&lt;br /&gt;how good would it be if i'm on holiday now..&lt;br /&gt;going to some island and stay at the resort alone..&lt;br /&gt;lie on the beach filled with soft sand..&lt;br /&gt;listen to the waves from sunset to sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the peace and quiet moments.&lt;br /&gt;whereby i dun tink of any things..&lt;br /&gt;thats when i block all stuffs that i shouldn't tink out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;or shouldi say..&lt;br /&gt;everything out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;staring at things blankly.&lt;br /&gt;keeps my mind blank too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;somehow i feel that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no other guys can replace her ex in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;he made a deep impact in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thats y wadever she do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it will always remind her of her ex..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and that makes me wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8610018475248799381</id><published>2009-04-06T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:01:52.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I"M SORRY , GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8610018475248799381?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412673048220441978.post-3253819718761472316</id><published>2009-04-05T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:07:42.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking forward to the end of work..&lt;br /&gt;but i have been busy since morning..&lt;br /&gt;so time actually passed quite fast..&lt;br /&gt;after work,&lt;br /&gt;i went home to get my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;den went to look for her.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with her..&lt;br /&gt;den i head to pasir ris le..&lt;br /&gt;wanna thank her for accompanying me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i'm at the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;i called kenneth,&lt;br /&gt;he say he's at the arcade with marcus.&lt;br /&gt;and told me that leon just reached too..&lt;br /&gt;so i called leon and meet him first.&lt;br /&gt;headed to E-hub..&lt;br /&gt;the newly open enterainment center.&lt;br /&gt;after we met up with kenneth and marcus,&lt;br /&gt;we headed towards our chalet..&lt;br /&gt;played cards and watched movies.&lt;br /&gt;was on phone with her..&lt;br /&gt;den after that played mahjong..&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;my first time,&lt;br /&gt;i paid 20 bucks for mahjong lesson...&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. which means i loss 20 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat.&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong till around 11 plus..&lt;br /&gt;den went kfc for breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;den head back to chalet..&lt;br /&gt;leon and i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;after around 20-30 mins,&lt;br /&gt;was kanna "fucked" by kenneth..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;den they start to play the "taupok game"&lt;br /&gt;whereby its lyk stacking onto one another.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i nv kana...&lt;br /&gt;cause leon was beside me.&lt;br /&gt;and they aim leon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which joy came and kelvin too..&lt;br /&gt;kenneth headed for his monopoly contest and leon went out.&lt;br /&gt;so the four of us were doing nth..&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;den took the food out..&lt;br /&gt;waited for them to come back..&lt;br /&gt;den we start our bbq..&lt;br /&gt;chester came..&lt;br /&gt;the food was delicious..&lt;br /&gt;den while waiting for leon to come back..&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;den when leon came back..&lt;br /&gt;they were all trying to wake me up..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. which i dun wan..&lt;br /&gt;bud in de end went cycling..&lt;br /&gt;cycled for 4 hours..&lt;br /&gt;from asir ris to loyang dua pek kong..&lt;br /&gt;den head to changi beach..&lt;br /&gt;den to changi aiport..&lt;br /&gt;den make u- turn.&lt;br /&gt;head back to chalet to return the bike.&lt;br /&gt;which is the next morning 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;return the bike at 10.&lt;br /&gt;bathed.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go to AJC for their carnival..&lt;br /&gt;to support her..&lt;br /&gt;bud kenny dun allow me to go with them to plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;since kenneth have monoply contest too.&lt;br /&gt;den i was sad..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bad..&lt;br /&gt;msg her..&lt;br /&gt;she was kinda fustrated..&lt;br /&gt;den i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;met her at 7 plus at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;went back to yishun for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;sent her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was really very sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've disappoint her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;which i din mean to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wanted to go and support her so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud i cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i knew she was expecting me to turn up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud in the end its that stalker who turn up, instead of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i kinda noe how she feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and when i was at the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;some songs from my ipod were her songs with her ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was kinda sad too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud its normal for me to feel sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;who wont feel sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heard their song again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kinda stare at my fries blankly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was kinda down too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud my heart aches when i met up with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because i cant support her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;really felt bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when she was asleep while on the bus back to yishun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my heart keep aching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;till now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its still aching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm really sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've disappoint her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i was bathing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant control my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel so bad that i couldnt support her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i misses her so much when i just met her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my love for her is so deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that i'm scared of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she is really my everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;whenever she said about her ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes i wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in her mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i guess its still about her ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;even though she said she doesnt tink of him any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud everything she does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its those stuff which she did with her ex b4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haix..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;of course i will feel sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause i'm so jealous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-3253819718761472316?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/3253819718761472316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=3253819718761472316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3253819718761472316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/3253819718761472316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2045888336283006706</id><published>2009-04-05T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:36:42.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Waiting for you - Anson Hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jin Se De Wu Xie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ban Zhe Yin Yue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;baby Ni De Yan Jing Shi Yi Wen Shen Sui De Hu Shui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;er Hu Ming Hu Mie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yan Cang Bu Ke Si Yi De Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;rang Wo Yun Xuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;zai Xuan Ya Bian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shu Zhi Yi Zheng Yan Jiu Bu Jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;waiting For You I'm Waiting For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;waiting For You Kiss Me At Tonight Wei He Ni Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;liu Gei Wo Yi Wang Wu Ji De Si Nian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;waiting For You I'm Waiting For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;waiting For You Come Here To My Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;qian Zhe Ni Bu Duan Xuan Zhuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yi Zhi Dao Hei Fa Bian Cheng Le Yin Xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;waiting For You Waiting For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;zhi Dao Yong Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;While i was at the chalet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i was playing songs throughout the night with my Ipod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i came across this song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;it describe my situation right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1412673048220441978-2045888336283006706?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2045888336283006706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2045888336283006706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2045888336283006706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2045888336283006706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-for-you-anson-hu-jin-se-de-wu.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-585079910616149974</id><published>2009-04-02T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:08:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OH MY GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;i've been working OT for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward to the end of friday..&lt;br /&gt;cause i will be the chalet after work!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;although i'm happy because of the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;bud some how i'm sad..&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant get to see her..&lt;br /&gt;she will be going ECP for her cycling thingy..&lt;br /&gt;and sunday her sch wil be celebrating their 25th anni..&lt;br /&gt;and there will be something lyk a carnival going on in her sch.&lt;br /&gt;after that, she have to go down bedok to see how the nationals train for some ball game..&lt;br /&gt;so there goes our weekends =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-585079910616149974?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/585079910616149974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=585079910616149974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/585079910616149974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/585079910616149974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-god-ive-been-working-ot-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5486998818934624608</id><published>2009-04-01T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:08:45.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alright..&lt;br /&gt;Emo time is OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna think any more..&lt;br /&gt;just treasure and enjoy what we have now =)&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been real exhausted from work..&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for her to finish her work,&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell asleep on the sofa while watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;this is okie..&lt;br /&gt;BUT i actually fell asleep while on the phone with her!!!&lt;br /&gt;double OMG!&lt;br /&gt;there is one time i really fell asleep and couldnt wake up,&lt;br /&gt;so i found myself with my phone beside my ear the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;den these few days..&lt;br /&gt;she would be talking to her mother for a short while..&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;when she is back on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and i din know that i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;cause in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;i was lyk tinking that she is still talking to her mother..&lt;br /&gt;that feeling is so real..&lt;br /&gt;den in de end i found that she has hung up the phone..&lt;br /&gt;and she called me on my mobile phone..&lt;br /&gt;den i noe i actually fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is that..&lt;br /&gt;i would say stupid stuff..&lt;br /&gt;which actually has no link to it!!&lt;br /&gt;lyk she asked me wad name do my brother call me..&lt;br /&gt;den i duno wad i said and suddenly talked about new year and something gotta do with price..&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;and in de end she also talked nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;you noe y?&lt;br /&gt;cause she is on her bed..&lt;br /&gt;and i know she is very very tired from her studies..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;couldn't stop laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm so sorry that i fell asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and said some stupid stuff that makes u laugh lyk mad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;love your laughter! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;love the way it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;loving this current relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5486998818934624608?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5486998818934624608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5486998818934624608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5486998818934624608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5486998818934624608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/04/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5082707265146731253</id><published>2009-03-31T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:08:24.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Starting to lose my confidence~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started to lose my confidence on sunday,&lt;br /&gt;after i met her.&lt;br /&gt;i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i have a question in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;at first i couldn't recall wad i wan to ask.&lt;br /&gt;in de end i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;any way thats not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;the main point is suddenly i feel lyk seeing her ex's profile,&lt;br /&gt;so i went to her friendster and link them.&lt;br /&gt;after i see their photos,&lt;br /&gt;i started thinking about her past,&lt;br /&gt;thinking how much she love her ex and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so jealous..&lt;br /&gt;i envy him,&lt;br /&gt;yet feel that he is stupid,&lt;br /&gt;to actually give up on her..&lt;br /&gt;if i were him,&lt;br /&gt;i would still hold on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den today,&lt;br /&gt;i went to visit the guy who is interested in her..&lt;br /&gt;if she happen to visit my blog,&lt;br /&gt;i would refer that guy as "stalker"&lt;br /&gt;she will roughly who am i refering to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the main point,&lt;br /&gt;i went to the guy's archive,&lt;br /&gt;read the post where he actually went down to taka while she is working,&lt;br /&gt;and i read what he posted.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel sad again..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so inferior.&lt;br /&gt;as though i dun worth her..&lt;br /&gt;even though i noe she and that guy are just mere friends or wad ever..&lt;br /&gt;i duno..&lt;br /&gt;i still feel sad..&lt;br /&gt;i just duno y..&lt;br /&gt;right now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm working,&lt;br /&gt;busy typing all the datas,&lt;br /&gt;yet i just couldn't stop thinking and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;why is my mind always thinking of the wrong stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i should be thinking of my work,&lt;br /&gt;yet i think of all these negative stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;past few days,&lt;br /&gt;we were happy,&lt;br /&gt;cause we din think of negative stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;enjoying those moments,&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stop blaming myself if one day she happens to leave me,&lt;br /&gt;i will never forgive myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i couldn't help but to think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just wanna let u know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this is the first time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i fear so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;compared to my past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this love is so deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;soo deep that i'm scared by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so afraid of losing you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cant image how much u mean to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cant image how much my love is for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cause its still getting deeper and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;deeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lost and insecure~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you found me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you found me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lying on the floor~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;surrounded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;where were you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;where were you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5082707265146731253?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5082707265146731253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=5082707265146731253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/5082707265146731253'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;all i wanna say is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dun think of those sad stuff anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i just want u to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;enjoy those moments that we spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Loves~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-1684161789104105101?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/1684161789104105101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=1684161789104105101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/1684161789104105101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/1684161789104105101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-forward-to-end-of-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-2845046272274714266</id><published>2009-03-26T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:08:40.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;these few days..&lt;br /&gt;we have a lot of misunderstanding..&lt;br /&gt;ytd, tot of going to her sch to fetch her..&lt;br /&gt;however, i tot she will say there isn't a need for me to fetch her from sch..&lt;br /&gt;so i board the train towards jurong..&lt;br /&gt;while in the train.. i was hoping to receive her msg fast.&lt;br /&gt;cause its just a few stops from Admiralty to Yew Tee.&lt;br /&gt;but its was kinda late..&lt;br /&gt;so i have no choice bud to go home..&lt;br /&gt;after that talked on phone for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;at first still okie..&lt;br /&gt;out of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;she just feel irritated..&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing i can do..&lt;br /&gt;given her personality..&lt;br /&gt;not matter wad i say.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt help to calm her down..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so useless.&lt;br /&gt;when she is feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't do anything..&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to be beside her.&lt;br /&gt;so that whenever she is feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;there is always a hug to make her feel better.&lt;br /&gt;bud i always cant be there..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking useless...&lt;br /&gt;when she is crying and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;cause i was too tired from my work..&lt;br /&gt;and i have to wake up early too..&lt;br /&gt;in the end i leave her alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to look at my mail..&lt;br /&gt;den i realised she wrote so many stuff..&lt;br /&gt;telling me that when she needed me..&lt;br /&gt;i went to lala land..&lt;br /&gt;its not that i wan to go lala land..&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too tired..&lt;br /&gt;i hope u understand...&lt;br /&gt;den she said she was disappointed cause i actually went home rather than fetching her from sch..&lt;br /&gt;that was my mistake..&lt;br /&gt;i should have gone there without asking..&lt;br /&gt;y do i always make the wrong decision..&lt;br /&gt;always disappoint her..&lt;br /&gt;always make her sad..&lt;br /&gt;den she began to say that she dun worth my love..&lt;br /&gt;dun wan me to be with a girl lyk her..&lt;br /&gt;i was very very sad..&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote back a long note for her..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for her to come online..&lt;br /&gt;den we chatted on msn..&lt;br /&gt;she said that she s a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;cause she is bad to others, lyk her ex.&lt;br /&gt;den always go crazy.. thinking that in the end i will leave her because she is crazy..&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i wil get tired of calming her from her craziness.&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda get a lil irritated..&lt;br /&gt;cause she keep looking down on herself.&lt;br /&gt;den i said.. since she noe thats the reason y her ex broke up with her..&lt;br /&gt;y dun u do something to that..&lt;br /&gt;den she said she is already used to being lyk that.&lt;br /&gt;she told me wad she did when she was young..&lt;br /&gt;lyk bully kids and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;mayb thats y she is lyk that?&lt;br /&gt;i really duno wad to do..&lt;br /&gt;so i keep teling her i'm having headache..&lt;br /&gt;feel lyk banging the wall..&lt;br /&gt;den she told me her heart ache..&lt;br /&gt;so she went to rest..&lt;br /&gt;wanting me to give her a wake up call..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. that pig!&lt;br /&gt;gave her so many missed call oso cant wake her up..&lt;br /&gt;in de end tell me she only received 2 missed call..&lt;br /&gt;den she went to check..&lt;br /&gt;found out that i actually called 30 + missed call..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. such a pig..&lt;br /&gt;a pig that i love the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i just wan u to know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;no matter how bad u are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i will try my best to tolerate it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;give in to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;compromise u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;but i have to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i do have my limits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and i'm sorry that i leave u alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i do wish to be there to give u a hug..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;to give u comfort..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and no matter wad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i will never leave u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;we are going to walk through thick and thin together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;we are gonna share each others happiness and sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;we will make it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;we will eventually get together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;so never give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;never say die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;our love for each other will only get stronger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i love u, baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;you mean a lot to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;ur my everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;just so afraid to lose u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-2845046272274714266?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/2845046272274714266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=2845046272274714266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2845046272274714266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/2845046272274714266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-7940560937121710057</id><published>2009-03-25T07:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:09:18.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did some soul-searching last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realised all the while i was thinking of the wrong stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she enlighten me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we've cleared every misunderstanding that could lead to a failed relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;However,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she told me that her ex talked to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and showed me some things that her ex said to her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAMN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after reading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was boiling with anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he should learn to respect her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he shouldnt take me for the kind of guy lyk him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause im totally different from him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and its an insult to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IF i were to see him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha. i duno wad i will do to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wack him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;baby girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm sorry that i disappoint u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i just dun have confidence in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i just duno wad am i thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;wads wrong with my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;keep thinking of the wrong stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;any way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;thanks for enlightening me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;NOTHING CAN STAND IN OUR WAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;NOTHING CAN BREAK US APART!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;WE ARE MEANT TO BE TGT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;*ROAR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ps; girl, dui bu qi, wo ai ni! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7940560937121710057?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7940560937121710057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=7940560937121710057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7940560937121710057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7940560937121710057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-some-soul-searching-last-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-8797064938682970174</id><published>2009-03-24T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:09:26.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No training today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can go home early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, right now i'm working yet i'm blogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slack right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muahahas XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so looking forward to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause she end sch early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;however she is going back sch to help her friend to assist on Cheerleading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so will be at home waiting for her~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;early in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;was shocked to receive her good morning msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cause most of the time is i start msging her in the morning while on the way to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know she have been reading my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cause she told me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den she told me not to be afraid of losing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;trying to give me assurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i do feel better after wad she said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bud this is just the beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the real challenge is coming soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will we survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i firmly believe , we will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing can stand in our way!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*ROAR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-8797064938682970174?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/8797064938682970174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=8797064938682970174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8797064938682970174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/8797064938682970174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-no-training-today-can-go-home-early.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-7547336193228296897</id><published>2009-03-23T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:09:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all of a sudden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not in the mood for anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad exactly am i expecting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i actually mistaken her words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B online..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i still tot it was calling me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bud it means be online..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not calling me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a sudden of saddness took over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aches took over my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my world seems to be engulf by the dark clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sun is no where to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rain drops began to hit my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trying to ease the aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe i shouldnt expect more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;however i just cant help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;ur part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;u took over my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;i'm lyk an emtpy shell when im doing other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;a day without contacting hermuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;makes me feel so uneasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;i really really miss her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;that kind of misses, i have nv experience before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;this kind of love, so deep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;right now, i'm still falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;this kind of fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;nv had it before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;she is the one~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;the one that i'm searching for all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;always wanted to ask her that question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;bud i noe wad her ans will be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;still waiting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-7547336193228296897?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/7547336193228296897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1412673048220441978&amp;postID=7547336193228296897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7547336193228296897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1412673048220441978/posts/default/7547336193228296897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-of-sudden-im-not-in-mood-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-3870657559880069814</id><published>2009-03-22T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:10:03.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, she hurt my pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was sad.. very very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though i may make it sound lyk its de end of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats because i feel inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;den she was in bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause i tink she had quarrel with her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so went to look for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sent her home at 8 plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after seeing her to the lift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was on my way to MRT station, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i began to miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those kisses, those hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those were the moments that i treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her smile was nv fails to brighten my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reached home, chat with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe she had to do work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i accompanied her till her finished her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when she completed her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i knew she gonna fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that i went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;when im in bed, i tot of wad happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the pride that she hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;those words that she said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i know she was just joking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;bud it hurts deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;when i tink about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my heart was aching lyk it has been pierce through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;den tears start to roll down my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a lot of thinking is going through in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sometimes i wonder, did she behave the same way when she was with other guys in the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just love her so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;that im so afraid of losing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;bud she gonna get busy with her studies soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the chances of us meeting is much lower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;im so afraid that feelings may fade during that period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;when she said that she dun wan me to want her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i really duno wad she is tinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;keep looking down on herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;all i wan was to be her boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;all i wan was her to be mrs goh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i noe she cant commit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;im just so afraid....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MOMO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482795897676417779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1412673048220441978.post-5024010607519662345</id><published>2009-03-17T08:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:17:18.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;231108 was the day we first met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we knew each other from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after that day, i start to contact her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;as each day past, i began to fall in love with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;theres one time where i went shopping at town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i noe she is working at taka at that point of time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;keep asking myself, should i or should i not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause i duno how she felt about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud in de end i still went to look for her =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so contented just to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after awhile, just before valentine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she came to my house to visit my dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den in de end she told me she came to my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;because she couldnt meet me on the actual valentine's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was so happy bud sad cause i had to go for my driving lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so she been there for around an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;felt so bad that i couldn't sent her home =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the day after valentine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its a sunday, a day which i work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and surprisingly, i saw a friend of mine shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so was chatting den i saw a girl came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;look so familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its was her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i went to talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she gave me a valentine's day card which she made by herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG! i'm so touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i ask another promoter to look after the counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den i went to walk walk with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she was trying to buy a clock for her sis as her sis requested her to look for a nice clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and she was also shopping for valentine's day gifts for her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after awhile i had to go back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den she went to her grandma house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after a few weeks, we met up on weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she was feeling down and felt lyk eating her fav.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i accompanied her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was happy to see her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;another few weeks later, went to her house on sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to visit her dog. SNOWY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;her dog was very cute and active, unlike mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;another saturday, my friends wanted to go yishun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i followed, when we are at yishun, they wanted to go clementi to play lan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i din follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;while walking to mrt station, i was msging with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she is studying at GV's burger king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so was trying to decide whether to go look for her cause she is studying and she is with her friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i stood outside the control station waiting for her msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause i noe i do wan to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in de end i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after she finished studying, sent her home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den i rushed home to change den went to club with my lion dance mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was so unlucky that day, cause my phone went flat before i could meet my mates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;luckily i went to the control station to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;saw one of my mates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud i was sad, cause i cant msg her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after clubbing, i sent her a msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and surprisingly, she was not asleep yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause she fell asleep earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so she decided to stay up and do her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den i proceed to one of my mates house to play mahjong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;guess wad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in de end i cant take it and i fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;last saturday, 140309&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to watch movie with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we watched Coming Soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;held her hands to make her feel warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so that she wun be scare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in de end i feel the movie sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;not scary at all. the storyline sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den i sent her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;while on the way to her house, saw her sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were holding hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh oh~ tot her sis is going to ask her many many questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud her sis din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the next day, went to meet her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to her house play with her dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;den went home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we just behave lyk a couple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;bud i noe she is not ready to get into a relationship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;commitment is the key factor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she doesnt have the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dun mind about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just noe we are meant for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;no matter we are couple in name or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thats not a matter to me any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she may sounds/ treat me bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;bud i noe she is just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;bud sometimes will feel sad because the joke isnt funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;however, its okie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i compromise her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;isnt that wad leads to a successful relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss her sho much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;loves being with her =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1412673048220441978-5024010607519662345?l=save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://save-me-from-complexity.blogspot.com/feeds/5024010607519662345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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