<?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-4485005205700466174</id><updated>2011-12-13T01:03:07.574+08:00</updated><category term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><category term='I will be there.'/><category term='Augmenting love for you.'/><category term='I love you la'/><category term='fear or anxiety?'/><category term='counting down'/><category term='Misses'/><category term='thanks for the memories'/><category term='AI SI NI LA'/><category term='Loves'/><category term='because I loved you.'/><category term='TOMORROW IS OUR ANNI'/><category term='pain'/><category term='don&apos;t go away.'/><category term='carrying all of it.'/><category term='counting down to 2nd month'/><category term='I won&apos;t let you be the only one suffering'/><category term='calm me'/><category term='willing to do anything for you.'/><category term='You can never run away from me'/><category term='Loving you more'/><category term='eager'/><category term='Lets start.'/><title type='text'>Undying Affection</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-306592031273357721</id><published>2009-10-30T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:49:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shreds of sunlight entered my room as I welcome a brand new morning of the day. I am still on my comfortable bed, stretching my limbs. I turned to my right and I saw her beautiful face. There she are smiling to me and greeting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning dear!" said Ffie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I done it otherwise and I gave her a morning kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you." I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked into my eyes, said nothing and smiled to me again. I told her I wanna sleep a little longer for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got up and said, ''Sure! I'll wake you up when breakfast is ready.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was leaving the room, I am certain that she was the most beautiful woman. I continued my sleep till I heard the frying pan sizzle and sizzle and I knew that she is going to walk into the room and wake me up. I took the initiative to wake up and wash up. I walked up to her and hugged her tightly. At that very moment, I knew that I never wanna let go of her. I love her. Soon after she fixed the breakfast, I took a piece of tissue paper and wipe her face. We sat down at the dinning table and start to dig in. After eating, I went to the living room and switch on the television. She brought a cup of coffee and newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears soon formed in my eyes and they trickled down my cheeks, I was touched by her every movement. I was speechless. I do not know what I can do for her. But I know that by just be with her and loving her is the only thing i could do. That moment was when I was sitting down with her in the living room on our sofa and watching television programmes. It was the best thing we did each day. It made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, there seem to be lots of problems for us. It is all because of me. I am truly sorry for the things i have done to make you feel hurt. I am sorry my dear..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-306592031273357721?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/306592031273357721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/306592031273357721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/shreds-of-sunlight-entered-my-room-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5309650914462644373</id><published>2009-10-29T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:20:43.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can kiss English and Maths paper goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;There are more down the road.&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5309650914462644373?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5309650914462644373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5309650914462644373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-kiss-english-and-maths-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7030153767458428013</id><published>2009-10-03T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:11:56.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BABY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say a big THANK YOUUU !! I love you !!! :D&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/4485005205700466174-7030153767458428013?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7030153767458428013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7030153767458428013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-anniversary-baby-just-wanna-say.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5559232768107170372</id><published>2009-09-11T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:06:46.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo6gz9u0fI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Cy735KgHpwA/s1600-h/DSC_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo6gz9u0fI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Cy735KgHpwA/s320/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380177040226832882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo6EpymlTI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qGJ3FIcmTW0/s1600-h/DSC_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo6EpymlTI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qGJ3FIcmTW0/s320/DSC_0289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380176556459463986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo5cuY-RKI/AAAAAAAAALw/xUG-1S2b5f4/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo5cuY-RKI/AAAAAAAAALw/xUG-1S2b5f4/s320/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380175870499374242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Had chalet yesterday, it was a pretty awesome event I guess. I really enjoyed myself with my dearest. Just found out she was pretty cute and cute and cute AND CUTE ! Haha and I just found out that my Nikon D90's battery is unlike Cannon's, it is even more lasting than Cannon !! Haha. Catergorized under second wife according to my crap.. Weather wasn't fine at 3pm yesterday, it was kinda dark and I thought of cancelling the BBQ but well well well, the weather did not deteriorate further but it got better and yes we started our BBQing. I started the fire !! I am proud of that haha. BBQ and eat and eat and drink and blah blah blah ! finally packing up and go back to our room to rest and dearest HIT THE JACKPOT ! The bird shit landed on her thigh and she was screaming for me haha. Silly though  (: Went to movies too ( G-FORCE) cute movie !! but I cried because of one sad part haha. Had lots of fun and soon home sweet home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEE YOU !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5559232768107170372?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5559232768107170372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5559232768107170372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/had-chalet-yesterday-it-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sqo6gz9u0fI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Cy735KgHpwA/s72-c/DSC_0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3087604771483881453</id><published>2009-09-06T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:31:03.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SqMeit8YbWI/AAAAAAAAALc/NANx3okYf-8/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SqMeit8YbWI/AAAAAAAAALc/NANx3okYf-8/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378175961807744354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Finally I let it out. Starting afresh, step by step. Working on it. Here I am.&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/4485005205700466174-3087604771483881453?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3087604771483881453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3087604771483881453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-i-let-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SqMeit8YbWI/AAAAAAAAALc/NANx3okYf-8/s72-c/DSC_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-2308718000229576609</id><published>2009-09-04T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:31:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELP HELP !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? I need advice. Actually is regarding about studies... FAIL FAIL FAIL ! seen too much of that.. I am trying.. I am trying... please understand.. How wished I have you beside me telling me nicely, patiently that I am fine... Because I ain't fine at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;Ffie, is not that I could not help myself or not love you. Is that I am trying and a few times i did want to give up. Please understand me... I am starting from scratch and I know that when I start it is going to be ended. I am sorry really. But ffie, I am really trying...&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/4485005205700466174-2308718000229576609?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2308718000229576609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2308718000229576609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/help-help-what-should-i-do-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1464807519202034676</id><published>2009-08-31T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:57:10.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hands are down ):&lt;br /&gt;Its really painful and irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Today finally bought a DSLR camera, Nikon D90 (: Super excited haha.&lt;br /&gt;Baked cake for FFIE but i don't thin its okay?&lt;div&gt;Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall show it to her tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFIE !! I LOVEEE YOUUU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1464807519202034676?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1464807519202034676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1464807519202034676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hands-are-down-its-really-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6137437624929202643</id><published>2009-08-30T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:14:48.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting down'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I seriously hate lazy people.&lt;br /&gt;You are given a mouth to talk, to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;You are given limbs to move about.&lt;br /&gt;You are given so many things and yet you do not want to cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;There is so many people out there who are born without limbs.&lt;br /&gt;There is so many people who wants to do what we can but they can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;4 more days FFIE ! :D&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/4485005205700466174-6137437624929202643?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6137437624929202643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6137437624929202643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seriously-hate-lazy-people.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1634339240945187204</id><published>2009-08-28T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:25:43.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, submission for DnT is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;TODAY ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... i cannot seem to find any &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;calmness&lt;/span&gt; in myself. I don't quite feel relieved after submitting my work. Its like somewhat sad or something. I don't know what is happening to me. Life is so difficult at times. I just have to accept. I need to study !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to make some serious decisions here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;LOVEEEEE YOUUU ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1634339240945187204?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1634339240945187204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1634339240945187204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-submission-for-dnt-is-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-357113301453848137</id><published>2009-08-25T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:48:37.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;whether to or whether not to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;AGHH!!! Its killing me from inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DNT thursday pass up !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of freedom is so ..... GREAT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I know you think that you did not try hard enough and you blamed yourself for that.&lt;br /&gt;Turn your head and you will see me there, I am always here. YOU CAN DO IT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH P1 &amp;amp; 2 GAMBATEH !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-357113301453848137?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/357113301453848137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/357113301453848137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/whether-to-or-whether-not-to-aghh-its.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7370203865567029961</id><published>2009-08-23T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:04:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is quite disappointing to see friends just lie as they want to. Well, I do not want to interfere in this issue. Just make sure that if you want to promise someone, don't break it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-7370203865567029961?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7370203865567029961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7370203865567029961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-is-quite-disappointing-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-2376705228728035815</id><published>2009-08-15T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:33:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do not have the strength to fight on this battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run away from reality. I need a doctor, I need someone to be there, I need a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me please... It happened again and again. If it is going to continue this way, I am down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-2376705228728035815?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2376705228728035815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2376705228728035815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-do-not-have-strength-to-fight-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5322466072810584720</id><published>2009-08-10T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:18:45.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calm me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NATURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5322466072810584720?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5322466072810584720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5322466072810584720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/nature.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4026956594925296245</id><published>2009-08-09T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:03:46.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for the memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;I just don't understand you both. What the hell you all want?&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/4485005205700466174-4026956594925296245?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4026956594925296245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4026956594925296245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-dont-understand-you-both.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-2260088801192744926</id><published>2009-08-07T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:00:13.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;found out&lt;/span&gt; something.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am alone in a corner,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; the four walls surround me with darkness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to think &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;otherwise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to make things happen which I do not want.&lt;br /&gt;O's levels is coming real fast. Too fast for me to realise that I had little time.&lt;br /&gt;I was powerless and frantic with terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"As long that you do not stop studying, you will be moving forward"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to this belief, I never want to stop at all. After all, it was meant to be like this. Thinking through life, I just got to live with myself. Moving on in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;opposing directions&lt;/span&gt;, pushing and pushing to catch up with the rest. I am on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SnwbsE7WKZI/AAAAAAAAALU/ttXa37oAtNw/s1600-h/IMG_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SnwbsE7WKZI/AAAAAAAAALU/ttXa37oAtNw/s320/IMG_4074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367195299969640850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am proud of this photo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my hobby, photography. I wasn't sure whether I should carry on with it. I love to take photographs and I wished to see my work being appreciated. Maybe I should just try harder if I am really interested in. I need to find one name for the flower that I have took. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be going to consult a doctor soon. I gets giddy easily. I do not know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ANY PHOTOGRAPHERS ARE WILLING TO SHARE WITH ME THEIR WORK?!&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/4485005205700466174-2260088801192744926?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2260088801192744926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2260088801192744926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-found-out-something.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SnwbsE7WKZI/AAAAAAAAALU/ttXa37oAtNw/s72-c/IMG_4074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5784135667287321674</id><published>2009-08-03T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:07:33.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 2ND MONTH ANNIVERSARY FFIE (: !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Although there are tons of things I want to say to you face to face, I did not have the chance to do so. Although you could not spent time with me today. But knowing that you love me is enough. Thank you Ffie. You never failed to make me smile again. Knowing you are there, I never felt alone again. I love you. Thank you for all the things you have done for me, I really appreciate. I finally think through about this relationship. I have the solution in my hands. Give me the time and chance to change ok? I promised you that the incident that day will not happen again. Ffie, I have lots to say to you till words could not fill my heart with. I love you. You are the innocent one and I am the guilty one. I was the one who started this relationship, I will be responsible for my wrongdoings. Forgive me for that I have hurt you in any ways. Today is our anniversary and it represents the journey of our love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FFIE ! I WANT TO CONQUER YOUR HEART ! LOVE YOU !! 030609!! :)&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/4485005205700466174-5784135667287321674?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5784135667287321674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5784135667287321674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-2nd-month-anniversary-ffie.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3707014680786790178</id><published>2009-08-02T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:59:57.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I needa change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to start afresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LETS GO ! &lt;/span&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/4485005205700466174-3707014680786790178?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3707014680786790178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3707014680786790178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-needa-change.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3180636287125184941</id><published>2009-07-29T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:56:43.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WILSON YEO IS AN ORPHAN MENTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Entering a house of despair, full of pain and darkness. They are not there. Not there at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Listening to other people commenting on my intelligence, I am sad. Listening to hurtful comments all my life. Joking or not still affects me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ambitions, dreams and interest shattered in front of me like a piece of glass. I am afraid now to dare myself, I am afraid to challenge myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Health deteriorating, even a simple basketball match, I have fainting spells. Ears blocked, eyes saw millions of colours. I am tired. I want to be healthy like everyone else but I cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I do not want people to pity me at all, I want to be the best so much that I do not know that it is hard to achieve. I wondered and ponder over my life. I want so much that I almost killed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Days of despair, saddness engulfs me. But your smile never fail to pull me up from my fall. Slowly and slowly I am overcoming all these, I just need time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3180636287125184941?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3180636287125184941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3180636287125184941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/wilson-yeo-is-orphan-mentally.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-8145431444639464622</id><published>2009-07-27T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:06:30.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won't be the same anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blow dealt to me is extremely huge. I cannot forgive myself for sitting back and see tragic incidents happened in front of me. I felt a great sense of regret now in my life. I am not able to patch up things between my dad and mum. Both of them are simply ... . I cannot take this anymore. I am going to do something, something to help both of them. I won't escape from the fact that they are already separated in my heart. They are just physically there.. I need to do something. This issue will be coming real fast and I had to cope it. It is painful to see parents not able to communicate and always quarrel at the slightest thing. I won't be the same anymore.. I won't be someone who will take things for granted, I will not let myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, I know you have done your best and I am proud of you but dad, it is too late. ''I know your mum like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;durians&lt;/span&gt;, and I have bought it for her but she is not home to have them.'' I understand that you wanted to change for the better. Sorry I have failed as a son..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, I know you are afraid to stay at home is because of that incident when dad wanted to kill you. Mum I really hope you can trust him, he is trying his best. Just this once please... I am sorry mum, I have failed as a son...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-8145431444639464622?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/8145431444639464622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/8145431444639464622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wont-be-same-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-9183759578664905290</id><published>2009-07-25T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:48:28.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsbCVnY05I/AAAAAAAAALM/n9RpEEHOyGA/s1600-h/IMAG0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsbCVnY05I/AAAAAAAAALM/n9RpEEHOyGA/s320/IMAG0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362409508290745234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheeseeeeeee ! :D!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsUaCkcq2I/AAAAAAAAALE/D2S2QglWkS4/s1600-h/IMAG0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsUaCkcq2I/AAAAAAAAALE/D2S2QglWkS4/s320/IMAG0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362402218913606498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BBQ Stingray (: !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsUEKev6qI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CER4-m2dl5I/s1600-h/IMAG0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsUEKev6qI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CER4-m2dl5I/s320/IMAG0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362401843080063650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My toot toot Ffie ! LOL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsTwSOGsVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GlqljaveoO8/s1600-h/IMAG0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsTwSOGsVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GlqljaveoO8/s320/IMAG0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362401501560353106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cute cute ! stingray girl ! LOL ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Post for today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;woke up at 10am blah blah blah, went to central to have lunch with Ffie. Ate a little before heading to White Sands to do homework. We were reaching to the nearest bus stop when Ffie told me about the feeding of cats and she said there will be a next time. I did not expect her next time is TODAY ! LOL ! laugh and laugh and soon we decided to feed some cats and off we go to the supermarket to buy some food for the cats. After that off we go feeding cats we saw and it was really enjoyable. Finally, we bused to White Sands and started on our homework. After struggling with some questions, I am kind of tired. So we decided we head off to Bedok North for BBQ food as I promised Ffie, I will bring her there to eat and off we go. Board Bus 17 and arrived there while there were still empty seats (: Ordered chicken wings, sambal lala and stingray. Ffie asked me to take photos with the sambal lala and she call me the lala boy -.- LOL ! funny sia. After eating, we went to the nearby toilet to wash our hands and Ffie took out my tissue packet from my pocket and she took one out for me and then she threw the rest inside the dustbin ! it was new ! LOL ! she dam blur, I asked her why she throw and she say ''I forget that I got one new packet of tissues in my hand but the other one is empty so i threw everything inside lo'' LOL ! I tell you, it is damn funny can? LOL ! i was laughing and laughing. After that, walked to the bus stop as it was late and time to go back home. I wanted to drink coke suddenly, so i made my purchase at the nearest coffee shop. Head to the bus stop and we both are giggling away. SHE CANNOT STOP BLOWING MY FACE ! LOL ! SIAO SIA SHE ! -.- I was drinking at the bus stop when she said this '' Faster drink la, later BUS CANNOT DRINK'' LOL ! then i started laughing like mad again LOL ! haha! Had lots of fun today with Ffie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loves you loads Ffie ! Thank you for this wonderful day. I really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-9183759578664905290?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/9183759578664905290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/9183759578664905290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/bbq-stingray-my-toot-toot-ffie-lol-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmsbCVnY05I/AAAAAAAAALM/n9RpEEHOyGA/s72-c/IMAG0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4051351258030663242</id><published>2009-07-24T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:18:45.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;On the bluish Friday evening, skies are volcanic as the sun sets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;while gentle tapping of cold wind touches me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;accompanied by a cup of warm tea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the aroma of it dances and soothe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As I closes my eyes, sounds of the oceans calms me down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I could hear the leaves of the trees nearby rustle as the breeze passes it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The dews on the leaves shimmer as it rustle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;crystals formed in front of me which I found meaningful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It was hope, it was dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As I open my eyes, I saw a world worth fighting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Holding on to it, I soar and strive till I reached the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;without regrets, knowing that the best was executed by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just some random post. Hope it was okay (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TOMORROW IS THE DAY! BBQ SPREEEEEE !! I GONNA GET FATTER -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4051351258030663242?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4051351258030663242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4051351258030663242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-bluish-friday-evening-skies-are.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-2347985211355812088</id><published>2009-07-23T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:46:25.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am feeling real lousy now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SO MANY TESTS SO MANY HOMEWORK SO MANY THINGS TO DO !!! AND YET SO LITTLE TIME IS GIVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STRESSED STRESSED !!!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I need a good night sleep A REAL GOOD NIGHT. I cannot seem to sleep properly, I felt that I am abnormal. Health problems had really impact me. This time is for real. I always used to be full of energy and strength. I go to gyms and went jogging too but why I cannot seem to be fit enough to contain my health?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I AM TIRED! VERY TIRED ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I NEED SOME FRESH AIR TO RELAX, I NEED TO BREATHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FUCK MY HEALTH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-2347985211355812088?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2347985211355812088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2347985211355812088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-feeling-real-lousy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3011470186873362863</id><published>2009-07-22T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:42:56.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting down to 2nd month'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Out with Ffie today to Changi Village for NASI LEMAK SPREE !!! Board Bus 109 with Ffie and theo bro to our destination. When we reached the nasi lemak stall, it was still closed and will be open at 6pm and therefore we went to the beach to chit chat and enjoy the cool breeze. It was really cool there and we were laughing our heads off (: soon theo bro had to go and me and ffie stayed on the beach. Found ourselves a shady spot under the tree and sat there and chat (: And ffie noticed that I was not feeling really well and she offered to massage my head. It was really sweet :D thanks ffie. After spending time on the beach, it is soon 6pm and we went back to the stall and had our nasi lemak! Glad that it is not a wasted trip (: and ffie was really playful today. Jump around and keep laughing (: It had been a while since I see her laugh so freely. You made my day ffie. Love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn, my health is failing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3011470186873362863?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3011470186873362863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3011470186873362863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-with-ffie-today-to-changi-village.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1051568698384166550</id><published>2009-07-17T21:08:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:21:41.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting down to 2nd month'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmCWSyZriOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NDR9NRBTZDU/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmCWSyZriOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NDR9NRBTZDU/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359448806082185442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB8fLD-pjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yGqoav9dqjA/s1600-h/IMG_3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB8fLD-pjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yGqoav9dqjA/s320/IMG_3696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359420431558157874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Just a random one, trying to be creative (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB8DbZY1MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cXAnJm7UtWc/s1600-h/IMG_3657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB8DbZY1MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cXAnJm7UtWc/s320/IMG_3657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359419954906584258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB7XN1M67I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/70UligRbSns/s1600-h/IMG_3692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB7XN1M67I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/70UligRbSns/s320/IMG_3692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359419195350903730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB6_CuuwtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/59l7usR0cFw/s1600-h/IMG_3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB6_CuuwtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/59l7usR0cFw/s320/IMG_3688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359418780054110930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The sky is really volcanic today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB6fvnlfnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/rKPwZnrxfsA/s1600-h/IMG_3683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB6fvnlfnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/rKPwZnrxfsA/s320/IMG_3683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359418242347925106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB59jrLilI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GSyPAc6AosQ/s1600-h/IMG_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB59jrLilI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GSyPAc6AosQ/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359417655026223698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This cat stole a fish from dunno where and eat it alive omg -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB5m_oTStI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AZWZhNYkwwo/s1600-h/IMG_3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB5m_oTStI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AZWZhNYkwwo/s320/IMG_3661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359417267393350354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB5EWZfI7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xTtxdF2hFPY/s1600-h/IMG_3657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB5EWZfI7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xTtxdF2hFPY/s320/IMG_3657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359416672209806258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB4THDLRTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oUSa3g9wRsI/s1600-h/IMG_3650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB4THDLRTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oUSa3g9wRsI/s320/IMG_3650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359415826276107570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB4FIipsnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rO9KKNhu4uk/s1600-h/IMG_3652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmB4FIipsnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rO9KKNhu4uk/s320/IMG_3652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359415586158391922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just a quick post for today. As usual went to school and school was indeed BORING -.- TEST TEST TEST ! !@#$%^&amp;amp;*()_ And I screwed up EVERYTHING ! After school, went to have lunch with FFIE ! and was talking about some serious matters (: and after that sent her home safely. Went home and played some games :X before going out with kian ann to take some sunset pictures. People were like looking at us taking the cat -.- I suppose we are too enthu about that naughty cat ( like ffie ) oops LOL ! TODAY'S SUNSET IS ATROCIOUS I CANNOT SEE IT ! i supposed the photos here explains it -.- went to mac after that before headed home (: thats all for today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE YOU !!!!!!!!!!&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/4485005205700466174-1051568698384166550?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1051568698384166550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1051568698384166550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-random-one-trying-to-be-creative.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SmCWSyZriOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NDR9NRBTZDU/s72-c/IMG_3671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7104762244201188373</id><published>2009-07-08T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:30:54.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting down to 2nd month'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356034784908518642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SlR1QmcbpPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8XTTAI2F4fA/s320/fdaa497980be2fee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is destiny which makes us what we are now, it is like a schedule. God planned it all out for us and it cannot be changed. Life was given to us just like that, it may not seem to be what we want. Life was given to us without us approving or choosing the life we wanted. We just have to accept everything and move on. Life can be sad or happy but it is for us to make it happen because the feelings do not come by itself. We decide what kind of life we want to lead but of course there are always limits in everything that we do. Life is so precious that sometimes we do not even know that it is that precious till the day you lie on the dying bed and had the very last breath in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly disappointed with my parents not knowing these at all. Commiting suicide is not about death, it is about escaping from problems, troubles and reality. Those acts are cowardly. Those who do not cherish life do not deserve to have a life in the first place. I came across a friend of mine telling me that '' We live to die, it is only how we die.'' Will you let your life be a meaningful one and one without regrets because you had achieved something in life which makes you sucessful or will you let your life be wasted on unnecessary things and just let the clock tick away before you die? Just hope that they really understand this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-7104762244201188373?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7104762244201188373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7104762244201188373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-it-is-destiny-which-makes-us-what.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SlR1QmcbpPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8XTTAI2F4fA/s72-c/fdaa497980be2fee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7276188116515234755</id><published>2009-07-05T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:03:20.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SlC_R8TlIYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MZ0BphrVoL4/s1600-h/DSC03712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SlC_R8TlIYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MZ0BphrVoL4/s320/DSC03712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354990271910453634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GORGEOUS WIFEY AND ME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PRCS 10th Anniversary was awesome (:  Shall end here lazy post le -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COUNTING DOWN AGAIN ! :D !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-7276188116515234755?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7276188116515234755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7276188116515234755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/gorgeous-wifey-and-me-prcs-10th.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SlC_R8TlIYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MZ0BphrVoL4/s72-c/DSC03712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1298131578328130539</id><published>2009-07-03T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:25:21.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy First Month Anniversary My Dearest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It had been one month my dear, since the day I asked for a relationship with you. You are the first woman whom I came across to be very understanding and forgiving. We have come thus far to our first month anniversary although we had been together for almost three months as I asked for the relationship only on 3th June 2009. The journey to this first month had been really rocky and bumpy at times but it had also been sweet and understanding. Since the day, I had asked for a relationship with you. You never fail to make me smile when I am sad. The colours you brought to my life will never fade. Even it is fading, you will always be there to paint it again and again. I love you. This is our first month anniversary and there will be infinity of them towards the future. This love of mine that I have dedicated to you and bestow you as my beloved girlfriend of my life will never be affected and changed in any way. The love I had been showering you with, will never decrease but augment to infinity. Although there are times we quarrel and argue with each other, these quarrels and arguement will bring understanding and closeness towards each other. There will be more to come in this relationship of us. Happiness is all we can find with each other. I know it had been really jumpy with your parents but all I can say to you my dear is that to tolerate and everything will be over. For all that I know, I will never fail to lend you a shoulder to lean on when you are sad and likewise for you my dear. I love you my dearest. Happy First Month Anniversary My Dearest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wilson yeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1298131578328130539?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1298131578328130539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1298131578328130539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-first-month-anniversary-my.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1729122395097096224</id><published>2009-07-02T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:16:32.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOMORROW IS OUR ANNI'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkxrleulO0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pt_ljBWcu5U/s1600-h/IMG_3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkxrleulO0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pt_ljBWcu5U/s320/IMG_3350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353772348684450626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Present from dearest to me! :D ! Loves you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkxrOF_MseI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YBFkXGdA1lg/s1600-h/IMG_3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkxrOF_MseI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YBFkXGdA1lg/s320/IMG_3346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353771946906268130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love Letter :X !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Skxq9VELNcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_26SltIVopM/s1600-h/IMG_3347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Skxq9VELNcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_26SltIVopM/s320/IMG_3347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353771658895898050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Words of millions meanings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Skxp8IHVkgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-hFWdeR-BKg/s1600-h/IMG_3343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Skxp8IHVkgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-hFWdeR-BKg/s320/IMG_3343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353770538728002050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This was an idea of Wifey! :D ! Loves you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos credits: ME ! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Since the day a relationship was started with you, I have been always counting down the days to our anniversary and it is soon coming. ITS TOMORROW ! I am so excited!! and guess what ! our anniversary also falls on the day when PRCS celebrates 10th anniversary!! What a coincidence! I just cannot wait for this day to come. I bet tonight I cannot fall asleep due to my excitements! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE YOU WIFEY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1729122395097096224?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1729122395097096224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1729122395097096224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/07/present-from-dearest-to-me-d-loves-you.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkxrleulO0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pt_ljBWcu5U/s72-c/IMG_3350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5447940790282709833</id><published>2009-06-29T19:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:37:54.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkizZrfGwdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/FXkn4ayvsUM/s1600-h/IMG_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352725410881126866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkizZrfGwdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/FXkn4ayvsUM/s320/IMG_3111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Had a hard time taking this both pictures -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkizGvJxzvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7bKYX4EmTb0/s1600-h/IMG_3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352725085447900914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkizGvJxzvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7bKYX4EmTb0/s320/IMG_3116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hello readers!! Sorry for not updating for the past few days. I was rushing through my homework and I only managed to complete part of it. Today is the reopening of school and the first thing I hear from teachers is that we are having test when I have not even do much of revision on any subjects. D&amp;amp;T work will be coming to my everyday schedule till I completed it. I am gonna be so busy that I will need to cancel my jogging time and training time. It is time to revise and practise!! GOGO !! :D ! JIAYOUS EVERYONE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; am glad that things are working out now. I mean better. It shall be this way but I will try to improve it. Trust me (: It is just 4 days away!!!!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5447940790282709833?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5447940790282709833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5447940790282709833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/had-hard-time-taking-this-both-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkizZrfGwdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/FXkn4ayvsUM/s72-c/IMG_3111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5321699687032841161</id><published>2009-06-26T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:25:58.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey girl, do you know how much I loved you? Words that you say carry &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;importance and weight&lt;/span&gt;, it is not some kind of language you used to communicate with me. We speak our language and only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our language&lt;/span&gt; when we are together. I know it is hard to maintain this language but I believe over time it will be better and better. But I cannot seem to see this happening at all. I carry a very heavy responsibility here and it is to protect you, shower you with love and make you happy. Sometimes it is hard to do so but I never gave up trying although sometimes I really want to give up but I tell myself that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tolerance&lt;/span&gt; is the key to every problems. I hate to use the past to cover up myself. I hate myself for this past. There are times when I told myself that things have to be done, but I cannot seem to do it because at the sight of you, my heart just melts for you. It had been just 3 months and I know it is tough. All the crying and breakdowns we both have it but after every breakdowns, I know I will never fail to make you smile again. Although I love to play around and be a fool but there is always a purpose behind. And it is to make you feel comfortable with me so that you can also be yourself easily. Whatever things that I do, you never slipped off my mind. I always think for you first before thinking for myself. I tried to put myself in your shoes and feel it but somehow I cannot. I am not any kind of friend to you, I am your beloved boyfriend. Friendship means co-operative and supportive behaviour between two or more people and this term means a relationship which involves mutual knowledge, esteem, affection and respect. Friends will come to your aid when you need help. Since I have the title &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;''Boyfriend'' &lt;/span&gt;I also have the ''friend'' word behind ''boy'' so I mean more than a friend. So I came into your life to complete your picture as well as make the picture we painted together come alive and always alive. I am in midst of completing it and it takes years and years. Sometimes time pass so slowly that you can grip on them and do more things but sometimes time passes so fast that we seem to forget about it. I am very emotionally attached to you my dear. No matter how far I am, I believe that you are always on my mind assuring me and supporting me. I love you. There are tons of people who came to me and asked me what is love? and all I can tell them is that ''You have to feel it yourself because I cannot feel what you are feeling at all.'' To me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love is mutual trust, affection, respect, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commitments&lt;/span&gt; and it produces a strong attraction towards someone, it gave strength and will.&lt;/span&gt; It is hard to express one's love to others because they cannot feel what you are feeling. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only way is to feel the same as a couple a pair of lovebirds.&lt;/span&gt; I love you my dear. There are tons of things I want to talk to you. I mean a stable and serious conversation about how you feel and how I feel. Because I loved you too much that is why I am doing all these. I hoped you can understand &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my desire my passion for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5321699687032841161?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5321699687032841161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5321699687032841161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-girl-do-you-know-how-much-i-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7628131038112831246</id><published>2009-06-25T11:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:51:37.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;24th June !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JONATHAN BRO ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Update on 24th june, woke up at 8:45am upon receiving morning call from wifey :D thanks wifey ! Bathe and prepare to go out to get movie tickets for the rest that wanna celebrate jon's birthday. Managed to get two nebo cards to reduce the cost of the tickets :D thank me people ! Watch Transformer 2 !!! it's like so nice la haha and alot of parts its really hilarious. After the movie, me and wifey went to Tampines One to get our couple rings !!! haha !!! 240609 !!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry wifey i fell asleep while waiting for your call sorry sorry. I am very tired :X okok shall end it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&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/4485005205700466174-7628131038112831246?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7628131038112831246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7628131038112831246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/24th-june-happy-birthday-jonathan-bro-d.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1821780740541893978</id><published>2009-06-23T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:41:32.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkCR74kbWSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/goKKryW814Y/s1600-h/IMG_2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350436815299631394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkCR74kbWSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/goKKryW814Y/s320/IMG_2644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Went running earlier today at around 7am, after that went home and do weights. Game a little before wanting to start my homework. But did not have the motivation to start it. So later on in the night, I shall make it up. So today did not do much too. Cooked myself lunch, and dinner for family so later on will be going down to 7-11 to make some payments and will be jogging again later on around 630pm. Just a quick post here. Shall end here. Take care guys!&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/4485005205700466174-1821780740541893978?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1821780740541893978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1821780740541893978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-running-earlier-today-at-around.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkCR74kbWSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/goKKryW814Y/s72-c/IMG_2644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3971723763656057988</id><published>2009-06-23T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:27:59.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkBG66Jh6tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1zqimYkgVhA/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350354335171734226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkBG66Jh6tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1zqimYkgVhA/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It had been a long time I held a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time I went jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time I do my weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time I ever sit down and really study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it's time to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You can catch the eye of people very easily but it is hard to catch someone's heart. Love is something not easy to feel because it takes the heart to feel it. No matter how sad life is going to be, remember this the time will not stop for you. Time is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eternity&lt;/span&gt;. There will not be any pause in life. We move on and on, so why be sad and not happy. Every moment counts. I have to move on now. Training and study schedules are planned! I shall follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3971723763656057988?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3971723763656057988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3971723763656057988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-had-been-long-time-i-held-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SkBG66Jh6tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1zqimYkgVhA/s72-c/IMG_2055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3370290827831188108</id><published>2009-06-21T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:54:36.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sj4PPR19kiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5jGbYbdRXJE/s1600-h/IMG_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349730162524918306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sj4PPR19kiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5jGbYbdRXJE/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Notice that there is an ant on the flower?&lt;br /&gt;Can someone comment on my work? It was taken on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;' birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today woke up quite late, about 11:30am? After that went to wash up and used the computer. Game for some time before I received a message from dearest. Then after that chatted awhile with her and went to shower and prepare to go out. We both met up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; Bus Interchange and head towards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Century Square as dearest want to get some accessories for 10th Anniversary. After that went over to Tampine One and get couple rings. I was very anxious at that moment. Just cannot wait to get my hands on the rings. So yup, I did make my purchase and it was sent for engraving and will only be available after 3 days. After that went to simei to get cupcakes cups for dearest' mummy before going to Pasir Ris central to get bubble tea and dinner for dearest and dearest's mummy. Then fetch her home and I went home too. That's what I did today. I learned something today and it's ''presence is not just being there.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3370290827831188108?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3370290827831188108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3370290827831188108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/notice-that-there-is-ant-on-flower-can.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sj4PPR19kiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5jGbYbdRXJE/s72-c/IMG_2054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7399936552871640573</id><published>2009-06-20T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:48:26.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 4: LOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Its been a long time since we talk like the way it is now. It's my fault. It is because of my short temper. I will change it now, right this moment. Events coming up soon, work piling up again. Later will be going out with dearest to somewhere FUN ! weeeeeee ! today went to kian ann's house to take formal clothes :D thanks kian bro ! (: ! I am short of red ties ! .________. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-7399936552871640573?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7399936552871640573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7399936552871640573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-4-loved-its-been-long-time-since-we.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5499282639024738324</id><published>2009-06-19T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:40:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 3: Decision making and tiredness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu6uv3R3-qU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu6uv3R3-qU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5499282639024738324?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5499282639024738324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5499282639024738324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-3-decision-making-and-tiredness.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5867450925718595521</id><published>2009-06-18T18:16:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:34:18.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 2: Sad but loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;There are tons of things running through me for these few days. Family breaking up into pieces. How much I miss your shoulder do you know? I miss you suddenly and I felt lonely that day. It was so dark. Finally, I saw her today and I lean on her shoulders and I know at that moment I am not alone. While we are doing our homework and revision, I received a call from my mother carrying real bad news... The moment I received that piece of news, saddness engulfs me and I broke down and cried again.. Well, my girlfriend was there and she managed to calm me down. Thank you so much! Guess that's for the day. I am tired, real tired... I need a long sleep. &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/4485005205700466174-5867450925718595521?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5867450925718595521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5867450925718595521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-2-sad-but-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6342562561341825003</id><published>2009-06-17T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:35:42.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 1: Lost and confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-6342562561341825003?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6342562561341825003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6342562561341825003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-1-lost-and-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5505196088459611750</id><published>2009-06-17T12:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:07:59.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Give me some air please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suffocating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5505196088459611750?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5505196088459611750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5505196088459611750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-suffocating.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3352815705224654396</id><published>2009-06-16T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:55:14.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjeIHFMWNvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vmpf1HValrA/s1600-h/0cefda317a660348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347892737760179954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjeIHFMWNvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vmpf1HValrA/s320/0cefda317a660348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I do not know how many sorries is there going to be. Judging by the progress we are going through, i am scared. It will not be this way. I am too short tempered. I am trying and trying to not flare up at you. I am sorry. I hope the sorries will be changed to something else. I know sorries don't cure anything, I am finding ways to make it up to you. I am getting used to be with you because this is my first fully committed relationship and cherish it alot. Just give me time and I will slowly let you understand me. I know its hard but rest assured I am always here for you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finally today, I came up with a decision and that's about dropping Design And Technology. It had been my real passion to design and make. I love designing products because I can imagine something beyond drawing. But I had to give it up for my studies as its crucial and it affects the score I am going to get. Well, my decision is always final. I live up with it. Stayed at home till dear called me out for lunch and did not talked much with each other and then headed home and do my work. Then I came across a list of things I had to do in Design and Technology and I looked at the calendar. I had not much time and I was thinking of dropping and finally I want to just drop it. Later on going to do something. Okay shall stop here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3352815705224654396?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3352815705224654396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3352815705224654396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-do-not-know-how-many-sorries-is-there.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjeIHFMWNvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vmpf1HValrA/s72-c/0cefda317a660348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-8504705510644078949</id><published>2009-06-14T22:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:30:45.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counting down to 1st month anni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZQSBpgmKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H8L7ogR5iw0/s1600-h/IMG_2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347549878159448226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZQSBpgmKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H8L7ogR5iw0/s320/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       Group Photo ! :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZN6dzXnTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UJtDzfj-4dw/s1600-h/IMG_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347547274376879410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZN6dzXnTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UJtDzfj-4dw/s320/IMG_2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is soooooooo nice ! Its red bean ice ! (: !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZMtnSHlYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4CSrjAbEt_o/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347545954071844226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZMtnSHlYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4CSrjAbEt_o/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;                                                                 And this is Mango ice !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZLZ7SNjtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-_1YkLSA7Hs/s1600-h/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347544516331933394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZLZ7SNjtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-_1YkLSA7Hs/s320/IMG_2004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg ! Look like my dear ! :X LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUaSps0t_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/MJ9v8H-SkzE/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347209040306157554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUaSps0t_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/MJ9v8H-SkzE/s320/IMG_1964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                            Fruit tarlets! Credits to Jessie and Theo !&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Photos by me muahahahas :X !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUZnHVP1JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/I1UqH2h60qk/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347208292346090642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUZnHVP1JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/I1UqH2h60qk/s320/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This lizard is very close to me LOL! (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUScSL_snI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lfxQ7Z4wgKk/s1600-h/IMG_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347200409700119154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUScSL_snI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lfxQ7Z4wgKk/s320/IMG_1940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This is blueberry cupcakes! Its nice ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUPuQzJbrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Fst_1SMfZP0/s1600-h/IMG_1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347197420030226098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUPuQzJbrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Fst_1SMfZP0/s320/IMG_1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;                                                The sun looks sad T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUO9i_HRoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WbkIXg0-EeA/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347196583098664578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjUO9i_HRoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WbkIXg0-EeA/s320/IMG_1737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;                                                 Credits to Norvan ! (: Nicely taken :DD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DENNIS ! :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Had lots of fun yesterday :D !&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my dear and went over to the food court and ate our lunch there. And guess what ! the food is horrible.. After that head to Mac and get the mini coke ! So cute so small de haha (: Then gather up at the entrance of whitesands and finally board the train and off we go to Marina Square (: ! Went to the GV and got ourselves tickets to Drag Me To Hell (: after that we went to the roof terrace of Esplanade and sang birthday song for dennis and ate the cake and after that went to catch the movie and guess what the movies is thrilling ! keep screaming LOL :X heng ah I am not frightened by it at all (: and I hug dear throughout the movie LOL she was frightened :X after that went to Xin wang hongkong cafe to have our dinner and after that headed to the MRT station, took group photos at Tampines Station but sadly theo and seb is not there as its their 1st month anniversary (: after everything head back to pasir ris and i sent dear home (: After that, I walk home with an aching leg and i limp and limp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I felt so fortunate because I have my dear by my side guiding and supporting me. She may not be what I expected but I had accepted everything about her and I loved her. I love the way she looks into my eyes. Sometimes I am scared to lose her because she had a heart of gold. Whenever I am with her, I felt that I am not alone and we think as one. I appreciated everything that you have done for me. Sometimes I am angry at myself and I cried and cried but I want you to know, I had my reasons and I am sorry that I had hurt you in any way. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-8504705510644078949?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/8504705510644078949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/8504705510644078949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SjZQSBpgmKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H8L7ogR5iw0/s72-c/IMG_2143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1823934424955738731</id><published>2009-06-09T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:49:53.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear or anxiety?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Knowing is never important, understanding and analysing is the most important part. Everyone is unique because there is only one you and one me. So there is always an area for strength and flaws. Know your strengths, know your limits, know your flaws and know where you stand will help you understand yourself even more because you understand yourself the best. If I say, I understand you the most, I am lying. Knowing what to do at the right time, place, thing and reasons will eventually groom you into a more disciplined person. Body languages explains a lot about someone as everyone will say that '' actions speak louder than words.'' and its true because it takes thousands of words to explain a movement from a human. Staying positive, its not always good. There are reasons to it. When you think positively, you will have the mindset that everything is gonna be fine. But these mindsets is just a temporaily cure or assurance. For example, I have been doing real badly for examinations and I have the mindset that everything is gonna be fine, then I will not find new ways to improve myself and let nature take its course because I think that everything is gonna be fine. However, there are more advantages for staying positive because it will encourage one to push on and further. It motivates one to do something out of one limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is it fear or anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stop feeling afraid and anxious. Maybe its because of what I am experiencing now. Its like the fear of losing someone very important or something thats important. This fear will lead me more into the dark. All I need is just a pull and everything will be fine. I had problems in studies. Here and there and I get bored whenever instructions are repeating. Motivating me is not hard, is how you approach me. Once you know how to approach me, communication gets better. Patience, I have lots of them. I can wait and wait and I do not mind. Just be there girl. If a MAN cannot make his own decision, this MAN do not deserve to be a MAN. I still remember the crow story and it is indeed true. Shall stop here. Leg aching and I am yawning away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1823934424955738731?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1823934424955738731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1823934424955738731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/knowing-is-never-important.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6124214771507289421</id><published>2009-06-04T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:47:03.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should not tell you in the first place. Now, I have land myself in such situation that made my eyes teary again.. I told myself, I will never lie to you so I did not pretend in front of you. I just want to tell you that TODAY something is missing. People always say that we cannot last long, all I can say to you my dear is that I will not let those comments affect us and I will not leave you. Sometimes, I do not get assured at all. Its like there is no answer to my questions. I want you to know, when you are not with me, all I see is darkness and saddness. You are my one and only dear in this world and without you is like an ocean without water. I hope this matter will not affect us no more because I want no more of this. Since the day I asked for stead with you, I am certain that my feelings for you are real. I just want you to know what I am feeling each day so as so we can improve our relationship together. Just believe me and you will never walk alone. I told you about this is because I seen too much of breakups and it hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030609! (: !  ILY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-6124214771507289421?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6124214771507289421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6124214771507289421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-should-not-tell-you-in-first-place.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-8710333604277679178</id><published>2009-05-31T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:31:06.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loves'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Post for today. It shall be a formal one, I supposed. In my life, I always live without regrets because I am willing let the fate decides it all. I live a life without advices, without help, without comments and most importantly without restrictions. I am used to it already. I usually help myself in the ''dark'', I do not know the reason behind this. I just do not like it when people offered their benevolent help to me. Maybe I am just altruistic and do not allow people to care for me to an extent that I can feel the intense concern. The feelings is that pathetic when you find yourself in a position when someone can just start to criticize you in any way. That is why I like to do things in the dark so as to improve myself while absorbing useless content in people's comments. Time passing with haste and everything gradually start to improve, maybe? I have some doubts within myself. I am trying to clarify it. Should I say that I am too protective and sensitive? I supposed so. Maybe I should look at things at different angles and perspectives so as to understand the situation and try to adapt to it. I often express my feelings towards something by body languages. Mainly, it is because I wanted attention. It is like being a needle in chunks of hay. Attention is perhaps important to me maybe is because I will tend to think negatively when there is nobody around me to talk to me. What I meant by talking is chatting and not advising. I know what to do always is just that I do it differently from the majority is doing. I love constructive comments and not USELESS comments. I know where my limits are. I have absolutely the patience, just don't cross over the line and everything will be fine. Respect me and I will grant you with wisdom, treat me with malice and I will ignore you. I am not referring to anyone here. Don't get the misunderstanding. I am always neutral. Just that I am more to my girlfriend that is all. Oh, lets get over with the lengthy segment. Shall post on what I did today. Woke up at 08 45hrs and wash up and fix myself a hearty breakfast before turning on my computer to play some games due to my boredom. I slept kinda well last night. Maybe it is due to the sweet voice from my girlfriend which kept my heart beating non-stop. So, I played my way to 11 30hrs and I stopped due to the disconnection I had in the process of gaming. When I wanted to turn off my computer and get ready to bathe and go down for a haircut, my officer sent an instant message and asked me if I am going for the National Competition. Actually, frankly speaking. I wanted to turn it down due to the results I have been getting and I feel that it is gonna affect me in any way prior to my studies. On the other hand, if I go for this competition, my corp will be receiving a Silver award for Corp Achievement Award which might changed the impression of Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SJAB&lt;/span&gt;. So cannot get to decide whether it is wise to go or not to go. After talking to officer, I went to bathe and I went down to get a haircut. After that, came home and slack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; by listening to some music and wait for girlfriend to send me a message via cellphone to acknowledge whether is she awake or not and yes she is awake and I went to bathe again and get prepared for studying in Downtown East. Guess what? Downtown East are packed with people! and yes, managed to grab one of the best seats in Mac while waiting for my girlfriend and Dennis. Then studied all the way to 6pm in the evening. Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; first as my girlfriend wanted to get a haircut and when she is done, she complains that she look like a ''toot''. I was smiling to myself because in fact its really nice and ladylike. After that went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; Mall as Dennis and my girlfriend wanted to get contact lenses. Then after that waited for Bus 81 and went to central. Dennis bid us farewell first as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; bought her dinner and I escort her home safely. She kissed me farewell and after that I headed home. Wonderful and pleasant day indeed. That's for today. Got to go, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; nagging at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-8710333604277679178?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/8710333604277679178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/8710333604277679178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4254381840199870952</id><published>2009-05-30T14:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:58:24.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDVN4tQWsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KnrdpWbASHw/s1600-h/IMG_1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503592598624962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDVN4tQWsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KnrdpWbASHw/s320/IMG_1205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDUxfud-_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/dnxsy3whj2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503104856488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDUxfud-_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/dnxsy3whj2Q/s320/IMG_1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GROUP PHOTOS !! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDUBTa4gKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lx6BCUNjPwI/s1600-h/IMG_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341502276919394466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDUBTa4gKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lx6BCUNjPwI/s320/IMG_1229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Two Chio Bu sia ! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDTrsbgmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mn3KehOSwug/s1600-h/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341501905675786418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDTrsbgmLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mn3KehOSwug/s320/IMG_1244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAAA! Shuai gege and Chio jiejie !^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDTQkJ3OUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oZ0KxQM76LI/s1600-h/IMG_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341501439597820226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDTQkJ3OUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oZ0KxQM76LI/s320/IMG_1189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;POPEYES ! First time come into this Fast food restaurant ! BOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDSzuoyVCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/n03VUU1o53A/s1600-h/IMG_1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500944195671074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDSzuoyVCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/n03VUU1o53A/s320/IMG_1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Waaaaa ! Where this vase come from? LOL! this is my dear !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDSYh7wSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5wAyDL8BOYY/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500476929100162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDSYh7wSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5wAyDL8BOYY/s320/IMG_1182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Guess what is this?! This is a mini fan ! cute right?! wahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to the Singapore Flyer yesterday ! WHOOSH ! Its soooooooooo fun ! LOL ! Sebrina was like so afraid haha! Everything was fine, took lots of photos during the flight. Wifey not bad sia, the photos she took ! Teach me ! BOO! after everything headed to Marina Square. Actually wanted to catch a movie or something but the queue was unbelievable long ! Boo! The tickets are also selling real fast so decided not to watch it. Went to slack in the pool room. Everyone was there! Took turns to play a game of pool (: But I did not want to play as I was tired ! I was playing with my wifey face LOL! :X She so noob lo ! hahas oops :X I think if she read this post I am going to be dead haha! oh ya ! forgot that she very noob :X LOL! Woots this post is full of abbreviation! Today did not do anything much because wifey is booked for manicure in Orchard Road ! CHINESE LANGUAGE O'S LEVELS IS COMING! ITS ON THE 1ST JUNE ! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! Chiong ah ! &gt;.&lt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting weaker and weaker each day! But your love grow stronger and stronger each day and that made me strong mentally (: I LOVE YOU WIFEY !&lt;br /&gt;With LOVES !(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4254381840199870952?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4254381840199870952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4254381840199870952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/group-photos-d-two-chio-bu-sia-waaa.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SiDVN4tQWsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KnrdpWbASHw/s72-c/IMG_1205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4090395419086500</id><published>2009-05-24T23:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:49:00.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you la'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlnxLRfJNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1pGQEJcwtkg/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339412927761818834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlnxLRfJNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1pGQEJcwtkg/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Silly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wa&lt;/span&gt; did not know i so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shuai&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlnTp8iNVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PewyoIjlTiI/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339412420599362898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlnTp8iNVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PewyoIjlTiI/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Beautiful cake ! Thanks guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlkDc44peI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ttve_qRzPdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339408843681605090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlkDc44peI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ttve_qRzPdQ/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is what I get ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt; ! fun fun !&lt;br /&gt;Evil people ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShljYGVzNEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DmhacI3i5a8/s1600-h/IMG_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339408098894492738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShljYGVzNEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DmhacI3i5a8/s320/IMG_0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where is my dinner?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Shli1OMECYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JVnyN_TwMlM/s1600-h/IMG_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339407499705715074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Shli1OMECYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JVnyN_TwMlM/s320/IMG_0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tofus&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; nice! Just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wifey's&lt;/span&gt; :X &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Shlic6J-oaI/AAAAAAAAADs/VlvvEhyIyks/s1600-h/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339407082011402658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Shlic6J-oaI/AAAAAAAAADs/VlvvEhyIyks/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER FROM MY DEAREST &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;WIFEY&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAREST ! THANKS FOR ALL THAT YOU HAVE DONE FOR ME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Post for today! Woke up at 7a.m and snooze all the way to 9 am plus. Then stalk the computer because I was bored so I played some games :X while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; go to the market with her mother to do some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;groceries&lt;/span&gt;. She was sweating! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; hot babe eh ! :X &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; ! I think she is gonna kill me if she read my post. BUT she is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; anyway cannot do much ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! oops :X. Okay shall continue with the story. Then cleaned and tidied my room. It is so messy man ! Then after everything went to bathe and rest and wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; to come to my house! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! She gave me a surprise lo ! Silly ! :D ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;! then afterwards, we headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;coffeexpress&lt;/span&gt; to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dennis&lt;/span&gt;' dinner (lazy!) Then she brought me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jon's&lt;/span&gt; house and when i entered the house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dennis&lt;/span&gt; jumped on me and everyone shout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; birthday ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;, it was a surprise indeed (: thanks guys! really appreciated it ! Ate, play, chat and take photos and soon came the climax of the party ! Cream cake smash I called it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! smash my whole face into the cake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;! Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun and dearest scratched me ! BOO! :X ! Then everyone who got hit by the cake, washed up in the toilet and after that came the real cake ceremony (: ! did not get to blow out the candles. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sadded&lt;/span&gt;) but never mind. After eating the cake, we took group photos and after that we bid each other farewell and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really do appreciate what you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear ! You almost make me cry at the moment of receiving the present from you !&lt;br /&gt;I thank all that came to this party and have a good night everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4090395419086500?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4090395419086500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4090395419086500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/silly-wifey-so-noob-wa-did-not-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/ShlnxLRfJNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1pGQEJcwtkg/s72-c/IMG_1044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6162485952696509622</id><published>2009-05-23T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:44:30.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving you more'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to posting.&lt;br /&gt;Recently there are not much of any interesting things happening in school just the same old &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;animosity&lt;/span&gt; I have for that particular group. There are countless doubts to be clarified but I cannot seem to believe anyone of them now. Perhaps the blow that is dealt to me is simply too much. There are so much problems with that group of people. I almost got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;annihilate&lt;/span&gt;. Oh ya, recently bought some guide books which I think its gonna help or maybe its gonna to do so. I feel that its such a big gap I have to cover to catch up with the class or maybe not the class but myself. Wow, I still can mention the word ''class.'' I found out something, to actually improve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, avoid using &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;abbreviation&lt;/span&gt;. I bought a new dictionary too and I think that explains the words usage in my post. Do not be befuddled by them because I am going to list down the meanings of the words in red at the end of this post so ya don't be worry. I believe everyone have the strength to make a difference. I just want to tell my dearest that I am not a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apathetic&lt;/span&gt; person, as you said I am just lazy to make a difference &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all. Right? So I must not give in to my laziness if not the situation or the outcomes of my future will be undesirable. Even it is so, I will not let my dearest suffer with me. Dearest, I know you have planned something to celebrate my birthday, I will not make the plan go &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awry&lt;/span&gt;. I really appreciate what you have done for me. I really do. I love you my dear. You never failed to make me smile. I am augmenting the love for you each day. I love you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Apathetic- not interested in something and not willing to make any effort to change things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awry- To not happen in the way that was planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annihilate- Detroy or defeat completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animosity- Strong dislike, hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbreviation- A shortened or contracted form of a word or phrase, used to represent the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-6162485952696509622?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6162485952696509622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6162485952696509622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5218714304664997716</id><published>2009-05-19T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:17:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ooohh, oohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;When the visions around you&lt;br /&gt;Bring tears to your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And all that surrounds&lt;br /&gt;You are secret and lies&lt;br /&gt;I"ll be your strength, I'll give you hope&lt;br /&gt;Keeping your faith when it's gone&lt;br /&gt;The one you should call&lt;br /&gt;Was standing here all along...&lt;br /&gt;And I will take you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And hold you right where you belong&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day my life is through&lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You&lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you forever&lt;br /&gt;In lifetimes before&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you never&lt;br /&gt;Will you hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;I give you my word,&lt;br /&gt;I give you my heart (Give you my heart)&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle we've won&lt;br /&gt;And with this vow&lt;br /&gt;Forever has now begun...&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes each lovin' day (Each lovin' day)&lt;br /&gt;And know this feeling won't go away&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day my life is through&lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You&lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I fall&lt;br /&gt;(Over and over I fall)&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you call&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life, baby&lt;br /&gt;I just wouldn't be livin' at all...&lt;br /&gt;And I will take you in my arms (I will take you in my arms)&lt;br /&gt;And hold you right where you belong (Right where you belong)&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day my life is through&lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes each lovin' day (Each lovin' day)&lt;br /&gt;And know this feeling won't go away (No)&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day my life is through&lt;br /&gt;Every word I say is true, this I promise you&lt;br /&gt;Every word I say is true, this I promise you&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5218714304664997716?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5218714304664997716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5218714304664997716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooohh-oohhhhhh-when-visions-around-you.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6577564614799176814</id><published>2009-05-18T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:02:29.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT WENT WRONG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why can't you people leave her alone?&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/4485005205700466174-6577564614799176814?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6577564614799176814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6577564614799176814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-went-wrong-why-cant-you-people.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3822154493191681441</id><published>2009-05-17T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:15:04.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willing to do anything for you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;After all these happened, I tell myself, ''its will not going to be the same.'' After series of incidents, I have learned that I can only trust myself and my dearest. I want to find a quiet piece of land to stay with my dearest. I really want to, but thinking about it, its hard. Can someone put an end to my worries? Can someone plan my day? Can someone understand me more? In fact, I don't feel much secured as days passed by. I am scared to lose my dearest for some reasons. Stars can form constellations and its true. I am scared too scared to lose anything around me. Clinging on my brothers did help LAST time but not now. My biggest mistake in life is that I have failed in all aspects, no doubts about that and its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My love for you is beyond explanation. For you, I have lost all of them and in fact I am supposed to lose them because I want to be your very only one. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3822154493191681441?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3822154493191681441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3822154493191681441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-all-these-happened-i-tell-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-2930372464143325595</id><published>2009-05-17T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:50:29.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, time is the essence man. People change so fast over time. Backstabbing won't do any effect on me. Just backstab more man. I treated you like a MAN and this is what you do. When you are with me, you sing praises about me, when you are with THEM, you backstabbed me. Should I say you are a HYPOCRITE? or AS A GROUP? When you all need my help you come and ask me nicely and I never failed to help you all. When I am in crisis, you all go to other people and join in the fun in backstabbing, gossiping and not helping me at all. Should I say NICE ONE? Hey HYPOCRITES, I don't need you all at all. Don't come to me and call me what BROTHER LA! KNN, YOU ALL JUST LIVE YOUR LIFE THE WAY YOU WANTED IT TO BE AND DID YOU ALL CARE FOR ME? DID YOU ALL SPARE A THOUGHT FOR ME? EH, IF YOU ALL HAPPEN TO FIND MY BLOG, JUST SCOLD ME IF YOU WANT. LEAVE MY GF ALONE KNN! TO HELL WITH YOU ALL "BROTHERS'' YOU WAIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-2930372464143325595?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2930372464143325595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2930372464143325595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/seriously-time-is-essence-man.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-2440895676901709095</id><published>2009-05-16T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:44:13.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;DON'T FEEL LIKE BLOGGING! LAZY ALSO ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; COME BACK LATER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-2440895676901709095?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2440895676901709095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/2440895676901709095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-feel-like-blogging-lazy-also-d.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1625728013277660606</id><published>2009-05-15T18:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:45:49.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t go away.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Expecting the unexpected to happen,&lt;br /&gt;There were no diagnosis about it,&lt;br /&gt;You are my medicine, my love,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful healer, beautiful love,&lt;br /&gt;Healing powers lies between you,&lt;br /&gt;Showers of pouring rain,&lt;br /&gt;Drench me with unconditional love,&lt;br /&gt;Time defnes love, love defines healing,&lt;br /&gt;Time and love with you is constantly healing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;! D: ! DON'T FEEL LIKE BLOGGING TODAY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1625728013277660606?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1625728013277660606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1625728013277660606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/expecting-unexpected-to-happen-there.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4040782284847472844</id><published>2009-05-13T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:28:31.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L-O-V-E Y-O-U !!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Firstly! I wanna say sorry to seehwee baby because I spend money like water :X. I am sorry darling! The teddy bear is seriously cute laaa! Will post the pictures here soon after I got the nicest photos of it! Remember to hug the teddy darling while sleeping! I had A GREAT TIME at home together with seehwee baby (: LOL :X I am deadddd! Darling no worries for my studies! I will catch up de! Xiang xin wo! Okkk laaaa wanna sleep le! Good night my dear (: oh wait ! poem for you ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crimson red petals filled the background,&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of you bloom with vibrant colours,&lt;br /&gt;Life in me was nutured with them,&lt;br /&gt;Slipping into my chest, I whispered ''I love you''&lt;br /&gt;Longing for you will happened a thousand times,&lt;br /&gt;I came into the picture with affection,&lt;br /&gt;Thus completing the picture with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4040782284847472844?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4040782284847472844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4040782284847472844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/l-o-v-e-y-o-u-firstly-i-wanna-say-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1613675583659246002</id><published>2009-05-12T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:18:49.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmEQ2Z8YpI/AAAAAAAAADk/WxbkJaIMh9E/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334940658614166162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmEQ2Z8YpI/AAAAAAAAADk/WxbkJaIMh9E/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and my beloved sister!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmD4J8pEyI/AAAAAAAAADc/HejV-novjPg/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334940234363245346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmD4J8pEyI/AAAAAAAAADc/HejV-novjPg/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jasmine !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmDi6iAOzI/AAAAAAAAADU/yNmbW5gqW3g/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334939869447732018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmDi6iAOzI/AAAAAAAAADU/yNmbW5gqW3g/s320/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mummy and my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmDDUSIkkI/AAAAAAAAADM/Imun_d7k5bQ/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334939326604677698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmDDUSIkkI/AAAAAAAAADM/Imun_d7k5bQ/s320/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmC4c0CCFI/AAAAAAAAADE/-WwDtGpuklc/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334939139915778130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmC4c0CCFI/AAAAAAAAADE/-WwDtGpuklc/s320/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1613675583659246002?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1613675583659246002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1613675583659246002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgmEQ2Z8YpI/AAAAAAAAADk/WxbkJaIMh9E/s72-c/IMG_0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-1109212858357670614</id><published>2009-05-12T19:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:54:24.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augmenting love for you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNLEASE MYSELF D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt; always give people more and not thinking of myself at all. Sometimes I do not wanna give because I know the consequences of such things. Day by day, I felt fear in myself. Looking and walking towards a junctions of decisions in life. Always disappointed and yet so quiet. ''Welfare'' This word is dead in myself . I hate myself and I admire people. What happened to me exactly? I always ask myself this question. There is no answer to it because I am scared.&lt;br /&gt;Music expresses me. High and low, low and High pitches. Ups and downs made me weaker. There is no one out there. Thinking of the future, I laughed to myself. ''You are that capable?'' '' Dream on man'' I am a perfectionist well, sorta. True self in front of people? There is nothing I can be proud of myself at all. There is nothing to show because it is actually quietness throughout the day. I had enough of being a '' fake''. But thinking how people viewed me as , I eventually have phobias. Talking about ''emo'' this word, its not logical. Everyone have feelings, when someone is down, you will expect that person to shoot his/her mouth off, saying things that is really stupid. But putting yourself in that person shoes, you will do the same because its the feelings that controls your mind but not your mind controlling your feelings. From young, I had not much attention. ''Freedom from family'' Its because I had them too much and this is what happened. Quarreling and debating. If everyone in this damn family of mine can give in, journey together won't be that rocky. I am tired and I wanna rest my head on my dearest and just sleep for a moment because I know she is the one. SHE is definitely the ONE. I am sure because I understand myself better than anyone does. Screw me if you want but I will not stop loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TIRED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-1109212858357670614?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1109212858357670614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/1109212858357670614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/unlease-myself-d-i-always-give-people.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-620939991201630841</id><published>2009-05-11T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:03:23.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woke up at 7:45am today (: and snooze all the way to 8:30. Planned to go to the gym and yup I did went and I was alone in that gym sia! (shiok!) Can use all the equipments all I want! After gym, went to the supermarket to get HL milk(proteins for repairing muscles) haha! then get myself bread! and slowly walked home with earplugs in my ears.. Guess what -.- I saw something which makes me wanna debate! There is this old granny at the junction and I was beside her but I was not close to the roadside due to safety reasons... then! one double decker bus turned and wtf her whole body almost kena bang zzzzz wth la! Hais.. this type of things I am scared sia -.- . Oh ya! that time I brought darlingg back from Subway (DTE) as we alight from the bus there is a road we have to cross! but darlingg told me not to do so as she dun want me to walk so long (: darlingg promise me something please. Do look out for cars while crossing, I was signalling to you that there was a car coming as you look back at me and smile (: darlingg after crossing then look back bah (: You may say I am silly, shi yin wei wei ni hao (: AND yay ! later going out to study with Darlingg ! :D okay bah shall stop here arms kinda tired. Till then with love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Overcoming my psychological barrier inflicted by the past (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear for encouraging me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-620939991201630841?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/620939991201630841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/620939991201630841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/woke-up-at-745am-today-and-snooze-all.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3602795570101869527</id><published>2009-05-10T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:20:11.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For my mum, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gratitudes climb the alitudes,&lt;br /&gt;Tiring distances with enduring momentum,&lt;br /&gt;You brought me into a world of adventures,&lt;br /&gt;There was no loss in affection,&lt;br /&gt;You defined strength and hope,&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment reached you,&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue engulfs but you never gave me up,&lt;br /&gt;I am standing here by your shadows,&lt;br /&gt;I love you mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not pian xin de hor ! now is for my DEAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Footsteps formed trails that we can look back,&lt;br /&gt;Fresh like roses, clear like ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Forlorning never exist as scrapbooks of photos filled with tremendous existence of us,&lt;br /&gt;Forseeing what will happen together,&lt;br /&gt;Falling down each time, there came arms of hope and encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting the past of devastation,&lt;br /&gt;Forward and onwards we go,&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue passed from you to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally you are able to say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passion my pride  (: i present this to you (: my mum and my DEAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4485005205700466174-3602795570101869527?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3602795570101869527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3602795570101869527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-mum-happy-mothers-day-gratitudes.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3262164620683354923</id><published>2009-05-10T12:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:04:11.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZeTy5Ou7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/1gVlcaHjmEg/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334054502839270322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZeTy5Ou7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/1gVlcaHjmEg/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEEHWEE LAOSHI! what you doing at the beach?! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Thought you must teach in school !(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZdpq19dvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QjU7Ai67HZ8/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334053779123566322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZdpq19dvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QjU7Ai67HZ8/s320/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHA GUA !(Both laaaa )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZdfUg4YwI/AAAAAAAAACs/6sMlxR4HNVE/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334053601330881282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZdfUg4YwI/AAAAAAAAACs/6sMlxR4HNVE/s320/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SeeHwee LAOSHI ! :D keke AISINI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here are the photos I took with my one and only ! WOOTS ! darling soooooooo chio wor !&lt;br /&gt;Felt very very elated to be with you, actually I cannot believe myself too ! (:&lt;br /&gt;6 more months babyyy ! we can do it ! LOL! I felt so blessed to have you sia ! like today morning, the first thing i hear is your voice! it makes my day baby ! LOVE YOU LAAA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lets be strong and overcome it together ! (:&lt;br /&gt;AISINI LA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-3262164620683354923?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3262164620683354923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3262164620683354923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/seehwee-laoshi-what-you-doing-at-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZeTy5Ou7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/1gVlcaHjmEg/s72-c/DSC01233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-7338515407837236902</id><published>2009-05-09T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:05:33.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgWB_Qr348I/AAAAAAAAAB8/sbh1xhye8Mw/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333812257500947394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgWB_Qr348I/AAAAAAAAAB8/sbh1xhye8Mw/s320/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the sun splashed gold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shimmering water with perpetual hopes are being formed&lt;br /&gt;Against the volcanic skies which turned it purple,&lt;br /&gt;Just before moon and stars are being placed upon the night to give it beauty,&lt;br /&gt;I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;Hovering together with the wings of an angels,&lt;br /&gt;Augmenting with affection,&lt;br /&gt;Desires the odds rather than ease,&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming the rocky roads in union,&lt;br /&gt;Warmth and affection penetrating,&lt;br /&gt;The chorus of a song had not begun,&lt;br /&gt;The earth was barren without you in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;Just when the earth left one last sip of water,&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you like how the sun burns,&lt;br /&gt;Warm yourself my dear, with me around,&lt;br /&gt;When it gets chilly outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-7338515407837236902?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7338515407837236902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/7338515407837236902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/shimmering-water-with-perpetual-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgWB_Qr348I/AAAAAAAAAB8/sbh1xhye8Mw/s72-c/DSC01257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-3861098694967189096</id><published>2009-05-08T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:07:49.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Going through thick and thin with you :) overcoming it together. Days by days passed, love between us slowly nutured. Darlingg, I am not tired, not tired for doing things for you because you are worth my doings! I just love you! Sorry for the harsh reactions tonight, was really pissed with VANESSA ! damn it ! she then bitch la ! LOL. Increasing the weights at gym seems to really help ! I saw the results man ! Pulling them up sometimes without you in my mind I cannot seem to have the strength to do it ! haha ! so you are A NEED ! I wanna win shaun in all aspects ! (: BOO! darlingg de tongue so soft soft de ! (: haha okay laaa lazy to blog le wanna rest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMBRACING MY DREAMS WITH YOU ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PUT MY LIFE IN YOUR HANDS BABY ! I AM YOURS !&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/4485005205700466174-3861098694967189096?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3861098694967189096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/3861098694967189096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-through-thick-and-thin-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4149832833212139021</id><published>2009-05-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:40:29.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AI SI NI LA'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgLWk80eo7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/zFEtFn3sjgg/s1600-h/IMAG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333060839049962418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgLWk80eo7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/zFEtFn3sjgg/s320/IMAG0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgLWL9xeA7I/AAAAAAAAABs/JOZHPBqi9mw/s1600-h/IMAG0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333060409809044402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgLWL9xeA7I/AAAAAAAAABs/JOZHPBqi9mw/s320/IMAG0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am PROUD TO PRESENT WILSON AND SEEHWEE ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FU QI LIAN WOR !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4149832833212139021?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4149832833212139021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4149832833212139021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-proud-to-present-wilson-and.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgLWk80eo7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/zFEtFn3sjgg/s72-c/IMAG0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6834859744628847949</id><published>2009-05-07T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:07:16.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carrying all of it.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is the only place where I can express my feelings very clearly without using any vocals..&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the way I want things to be might be really demanding from other people's perspective. I am trying my very best to change myself and well I have also started on my revisions with my girlfriend and I feel that when I am with her, I always can have this temporaily strength to push myself forward but I do not know when it will be permanent.&lt;br /&gt;Being a somewhat leader in my clique or brothers is definitely as tough as ever. They have stopped respecting me, they do not need advise from me no more, they are independent now.. They do things which might not include me just because I had a girlfriend. No matter how hard i tired to tell my brothers, they just won't sit down and listen to me patiently.. I had this problem once but was able to settle it promptly but.. now its different. The rising tension in school had been a real big problem and I always listen to my girlfriend to ignore them but.. they are moreover my friends.. hais sometimes things don't go your way as what you wished. Talking about relationship, I feel that my girlfriend is a very very BIG motivation towards everything that I do. I do not feel stress with my girlfriend but... sometimes being not able to know about her is one thing I hated myself. Not being able to coax her is something which makes me hate myself even more. I wanna understand her more.. because I am afraid, just scared. Being able to spend quality time with her is one thing I always wished for. Hope everything will pass smoothly, I can take no pain anymore. Problems at home gradually gets better, communications between each other have thus been improved. This is something I really want. Oh ya, today darlingg was stress while she was doing her maths paper 2, just wanna say this. Don't worry baby ! everything is gonna be fine ! JIAYOUS for UPCOMING PAPERS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When will be the time I will be confident?&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I am crazy over you ... Don't keep me hanging there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-6834859744628847949?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6834859744628847949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6834859744628847949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-only-place-where-i-can-express.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4484733191415992995</id><published>2009-05-03T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:06:22.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lets start.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sf2V_wRap4I/AAAAAAAAABg/8OxW9m2pY5A/s1600-h/(e)SP_A0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331582456398784386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sf2V_wRap4I/AAAAAAAAABg/8OxW9m2pY5A/s320/(e)SP_A0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM SO IN LOVE WITH YOU BABY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sf2V3QUsJdI/AAAAAAAAABY/93SbEmuePw0/s1600-h/(e)(e)SP_A0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331582310383625682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sf2V3QUsJdI/AAAAAAAAABY/93SbEmuePw0/s320/(e)(e)SP_A0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOOTS ! Its another day with MY BABY ! (: woke up at 9am -.- and snooze my way to 9:30am LOL and I got a date with my DARLINGG ! No la no la is just that we are going out to study ! We went to our destination and wait for the rest to come haha (: Then started doing my work.. while trying to figure out how to do .. was thinking of something.. recalling my past, how capable am i tackling a question. Well, its all in the past so lets start afresh ! First of all, I would like to thank my dearest dearest seehwee baby for having the patience to go through what i do not know LOVE you laaaa!! GUESS WHAT! I SAW THE PHOTOS IN SEEHWEE BABY HP ! AND ITS WAS SOOOOOOOOOO NICELY TAKEN (: I AM PROUD TO ANNOUNCE MY ONE AND ONLY SEEHWEE BABY ! AI SI NI LA (: Actually, the more you teach me and guide the more i felt so helpless.. but never mind i promised you this will not happen to me anymore rest assured DARLINGG !! i won't make you worry for me ! When did I ever disappoint you? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whenever I am with you, my heart beat with a melody. Don't ever leave me baby.&lt;br /&gt;For you, I will buck up in my studies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4484733191415992995?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4484733191415992995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4484733191415992995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-in-love-with-you-baby-woots-its.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/Sf2V_wRap4I/AAAAAAAAABg/8OxW9m2pY5A/s72-c/(e)SP_A0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5003906868766999642</id><published>2009-05-02T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:41:43.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I won&apos;t let you be the only one suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will be there.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Shall start on today. As usual woke up by the sounding alarms from my handphone, I definitely had a good night without nightmares. Got out of bed and went to the toilet washed my face and brush my teeth and sit before my tiring lappy and stare at it.. Then at around 10am, went to the kitchen and fixed American breakfast haha ! Its tasty ok ! my sis also agrees with me ! She saw me eating it and she asked me to fix it for her but I was kinda lazy so I share it with her lo (: After that went back to my lappy and started playing lo then found out that i have lost some game's money kinda surprised by it.. well, perhaps this is a wake up call for me haha then after that sms my baby asked her if she is still asleep and guess what ! she sleepyhead wor ! 12 plus still on bed ! (: but nvm laaa she is cute when she is sleepy oops=X LOL hmmm~ then for an instance, I felt something is amiss, kinda know what will be happening because of the length of messages i received from my baby! so decided to ring her up and asked her if she is alright, to my horror she was crying. Oh God, please don't do this to her man ! she is innocent ! well, I believe that she is strong but for an instance she needs me too i supposed so ya.. did not manage to help in anything so yaa.. Consoling and consoling and finally we are out ! out of the ''rocky'' house. Hmmm ~ met up with her together with jessie and theo ^^ well, before meeting them up, i went to the nearest provision shop and get her Yupi's sweets haha well, i know she will like it (: . After that we walked towards the promising beachside and when she said that ''its been a long time since sun's warmth reached me'' well, that sentence makes me wanna embrace her more and more (: well, went into the water but of course just our lower body laaa (: so funny la and guess what ! I carried her ! gosh she is so light ! must eat more wor darlingg ! then she blush a little i supposed haha. well well hugging her of course gave her strength so yup hug and hug haha took plenty of photos together with jessie and theo haha so funny sia my camera functions LOL theo's head sooooooooooo big ^^ laughter filled the evening at the beach watching sunsetting fast and its soon a day over.. so yaaaaa accompanied jessie to DTE food court as she wanna get her family dinner so ya after buying we walked her home and parted our ways at the lift lobby and thats when we are along just two of us haha and its K time ! LOL yup yup walked her home and thus came the aching part when i have to let her go for a moment just misses her laaa (: well looking at her eyes tells me that she suffered lots and lots! there is bloodshots inside her eyes man ! heart pain siaaaaaa wanna just embrace her to let pass this obstacle securely within my arms (: and  yup thats for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what is it gonna be, there is no end to the love I have been giving you.&lt;br /&gt;I rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else&lt;br /&gt;I rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself&lt;br /&gt;I rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart&lt;br /&gt;I rather have the one who holds my heart&lt;br /&gt;I simply LOVE YOU MY BABY !&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/4485005205700466174-5003906868766999642?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5003906868766999642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5003906868766999642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/05/shall-start-on-today.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-6390991756238807231</id><published>2009-04-27T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:43:13.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You can never run away from me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='because I loved you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Its been a long time since I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this word ''brother'' I cannot really live it up already. It has been tieing me down, did not know what to do but at this very moment and at that second of my life, you entered and gave me the love. As I embraces you in my arms, I had all the thoughts out of my mind and I felt the warmth produced by you (: Mummy had been quite paranoid, cannot seem to convinced her. The news that she saw on television was actually a disaster to us, got so frustrated when she came to know about the swine flu. She threw the whole pot of pork just because of that news WHAT A WASTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With you in my heart, nothing seem to be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Your touch had warmth me everytime I am down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I trust you so much that I have gave you my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say this, regardless of anything I will make you the happiest woman on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I love you baby(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="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/4485005205700466174-6390991756238807231?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6390991756238807231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/6390991756238807231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-4642149845745612604</id><published>2009-04-17T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:44:25.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eager'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Nothing special happened today except for your chubby cheeks LOL ! walao lo keep dodge de BOO! the two side de sorry wor missed ! boo reaction so big ! thats why la ! BAAA ! Hmmm~ today in school is the same old thing BORING LESSONS haha design and technology as well was shag too! did some hands on activities ( building the base if the artefact) haha well except for the CHUBBY CHEEKS ! NOTHING matters more ! LOL! YAY! I not tortoise NOOB ! keke okay bah gonna carry my weights again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you sleeping ! Sleepyhead ! haha Good night DAR ! &lt;33&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-4642149845745612604?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4642149845745612604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/4642149845745612604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-special-happened-today-except.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5057724609550172793</id><published>2009-04-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:44:58.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misses'/><title type='text'>Changing for the better..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There is a saying ... and here it goes.. Hmmm.. There was once a crow that lived in a town, every morning this crow will sing and as we know that crow's singings are very annoying so this crow went on and on. Residents living there complained to the authorities about this matter of crows annoying sounds, so the authorities sent hunters to that area to shoot the crows that are making the noise every morning. These crows are being forced out of that area and they flew to a new town, but everytime and everywhere they go the same thing always happen to them. Then one day, one of the crows flew and search for the wise owl. This crow told the wise owl about the problems they are having and this is what the wise owl said to them, " If changing environment will not help you to solve the problem why do you still want to change the environment but instead of changing the way you crows sing'' Well, this is actually what I am gonna do. Don't let the surrounding be a distraction to whatever I do. Well, lets get to what happened in school today ! Woke up at 6am as usual, dragged myself to the toilet and bathe and get changed packed my bag and off i go to school, well while walking to the junction i kinda feel something is not right. So what I did was to check that everything is with me and i found out that i did not bring my tie along with and i dragged myself back to my house and search for it and finally i found it and off i went to school again. During lesson, I forced myself to pay attention and i did haha. Design and technology lesson was awesome close on finalising my ideas (: thanks to the instructors and teachers haha. All the rest of the lessons was fine BUT last period VANESSA SPOILT MY MOOD ZZZ STUPID SIA BUT never mind forgive her she too PMS LOL hmmm~ shall stop here needa do my DNT ! CHIONG AH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5057724609550172793?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5057724609550172793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5057724609550172793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/changing-for-better.html' title='Changing for the better..'/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485005205700466174.post-5467164172352123649</id><published>2009-04-15T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:24:56.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Think this is my first post bah... I never thought that I cannot even woo a girl in the open, i never thought that she will be so paranoid when I told her i told someone or someone finds it out. Every single words she said to me, it means a lot, I could not find the words to describe it but the sarcasm was huge though kinda hurt me a little. Well, I have been in this for years from previous wooing matters but i did not expect this to happen even with her.. i mean i do take those words seriously because we are in a serious discussion but she nv take note on the drastic change i have in my tone. Oh man, this matter is tieing me down.. I am sure I am going to get moody for a few days. Well, I know that I am writing this to myself, it sounds weird because nobody views it and I don't think there is a need to let people know about it bah... So i will just keep it personal to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485005205700466174-5467164172352123649?l=predestinedinlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5467164172352123649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485005205700466174/posts/default/5467164172352123649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predestinedinlife.blogspot.com/2009/04/think-this-is-my-first-post-bah.html' title=''/><author><name>pOtAtO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13346559076707618441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FauzQcTfYDk/SgZGmnVU0NI/AAAAAAAAACI/OZmrkCxgA-A/S220/DSC01232.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
