<?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-3319135872393773577</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:44:41.420-08:00</updated><category term='sorries'/><category term='♥'/><category term='10:39pm♥'/><category term='Days♥'/><category term='Fucked up by reality .'/><category term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Together we commit the perfect crime, I steal your heart &amp; you steal mine♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-2603932429232293450</id><published>2011-07-27T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:10:48.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CHANGED BLOGLINK ! MAHAHAHA ! CATCH UP WITH MY DAILY LIFE AT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; www.believethat-ily.blogspot.com ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-2603932429232293450?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/2603932429232293450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/catch-up-with-my-daily-life-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2603932429232293450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2603932429232293450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/catch-up-with-my-daily-life-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-7789412753587463921</id><published>2011-07-12T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:18:34.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Player gonna play the game .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQJ7wBejbdA/ThxzmXz_uzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/q38Bu6UoMgs/s1600/261905_201875903198300_100001276746772_628593_6318328_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQJ7wBejbdA/ThxzmXz_uzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/q38Bu6UoMgs/s320/261905_201875903198300_100001276746772_628593_6318328_n_picnik.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HelloLoveLies !! I wanna create a new blog but I'm still thinking of a new link ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAHAHAHA , Can someone help me think !? Any suggestion ? :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna leave this blog alone and place my past behind me but ofcos not included my babyboy .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL , I dun wanna carry on feeling sad and cry but does changing a new blog really help ? I just wonder .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear eyes ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry for making you pain and swollen ):&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for making you tired ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry for betraying by showing the eyesight to people that shows how "happy" I'm really feeling .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Heart ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for all the heartbreaks ):&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for breaking easily .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for buried the wrong person deep down in my heart .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear mind ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry to keep you thinking so much everyday ):&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for having the person in my mind .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for using you too much til you can no longer take it . &amp;amp; gosh , I'm having fever now . Holy mama ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear hand ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for being silly , cutting myself in the past til now there is mark and lines on my hand .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for hurting you ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry for all the numb .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear leg ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for using keys and find ways to cut my own leg .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for hurting you once again . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear overall , I'm so deeply sorry ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that crying does'nt help , I know that crying does'nt find or give you a way to get out of the trap . I know that crying does'nt cure yet still I just cant help but crying . I wanna scream out loud and shout out loud your name . I'm so sorry for being so weak but without you I cant stay strong . I hate myself , I'm such a bitch ):&amp;lt; I'm so wrong for being like this . I dun worth it and I dun deserve it . I should be happy for you but I dunno why , I just feel like crying .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Babbyboyyy , I'm moving on with you . I truly love you and it's a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ I promised you , I wont leave you no matter what kay &amp;lt;: Rmb hor ! Thanks for always being there for me , Thanks for still loving me even though I dun worth it or bringing you so much troubles and stuff every single day. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-7789412753587463921?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7789412753587463921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/player-gonna-play-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7789412753587463921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7789412753587463921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/player-gonna-play-game.html' title='Player gonna play the game .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQJ7wBejbdA/ThxzmXz_uzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/q38Bu6UoMgs/s72-c/261905_201875903198300_100001276746772_628593_6318328_n_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5732462079692004580</id><published>2011-07-08T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T05:36:00.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>Every girl has three guys in her life: the one she loves, hates, and the one she cant live without. In the end, they're all the same guy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;HelloLoveLies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited my blogskin again ! Nice not ? :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLtK8lrdcEQ/Thb4lPsT9_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/9eYkJovkNVM/s1600/268940_202211106498113_100001276746772_629722_323056_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLtK8lrdcEQ/Thb4lPsT9_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/9eYkJovkNVM/s320/268940_202211106498113_100001276746772_629722_323056_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time wif dear yst (Y) ! It was freaking fun with him ! I knw it's fucking lame._. Me&amp;amp;Him went to play toy at suntec ! I miss his hugs , playing with him, shooting him :( ! Babby boy I miss you !! Anyway , I'm meeting you tmr ! So looking forward to it ! (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-5732462079692004580?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5732462079692004580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-girl-has-three-guys-in-her-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5732462079692004580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5732462079692004580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-girl-has-three-guys-in-her-life.html' title='Every girl has three guys in her life: the one she loves, hates, and the one she cant live without. In the end, they&apos;re all the same guy.'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLtK8lrdcEQ/Thb4lPsT9_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/9eYkJovkNVM/s72-c/268940_202211106498113_100001276746772_629722_323056_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-8858837145928414320</id><published>2011-07-06T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:13:28.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>I asked myself . Is this what I truly wants .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mYN26GXZRo/ThSXX9Ja4II/AAAAAAAAAv4/Uqk0iZxuaxQ/s1600/267676_197055907013633_100001276746772_606642_6541361_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mYN26GXZRo/ThSXX9Ja4II/AAAAAAAAAv4/Uqk0iZxuaxQ/s400/267676_197055907013633_100001276746772_606642_6541361_n_picnik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_vKQIb51rI/ThSXZXySY2I/AAAAAAAAAwA/T_qgGoZN6PE/s1600/effefe_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_vKQIb51rI/ThSXZXySY2I/AAAAAAAAAwA/T_qgGoZN6PE/s400/effefe_picnik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxNVfbjf2CM/ThSXYexfCrI/AAAAAAAAAv8/E5ynT0VSrHM/s1600/267722_199493983436492_100001276746772_619898_5390981_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxNVfbjf2CM/ThSXYexfCrI/AAAAAAAAAv8/E5ynT0VSrHM/s400/267722_199493983436492_100001276746772_619898_5390981_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xe_ANK8cAcE/ThSXIPOWC4I/AAAAAAAAAvs/_P3e6FcsRlo/s1600/264520_201200963265794_100001276746772_626480_549048_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xe_ANK8cAcE/ThSXIPOWC4I/AAAAAAAAAvs/_P3e6FcsRlo/s400/264520_201200963265794_100001276746772_626480_549048_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvSCsO1npQk/ThSXLxys8II/AAAAAAAAAv0/v67xxoi-HCE/s1600/268165_201196973266193_100001276746772_626471_4473843_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvSCsO1npQk/ThSXLxys8II/AAAAAAAAAv0/v67xxoi-HCE/s400/268165_201196973266193_100001276746772_626471_4473843_n_picnik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28sLzYiDsAE/ThSXI-vrIfI/AAAAAAAAAvw/5y_6Nl-urc4/s1600/270471_201197129932844_100001276746772_626472_1413148_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28sLzYiDsAE/ThSXI-vrIfI/AAAAAAAAAvw/5y_6Nl-urc4/s400/270471_201197129932844_100001276746772_626472_1413148_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeyLovelies ! Been a long time since I last blogged . Where's my readers !? Took a lot time for just this simple blogskin . Shall blog about personal feelings instead of how my days was spent . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Two important person in my life .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One ' I can never forget , never able to let go , find it so hard to hate the person. The one I always think of. LIes was too real for me to believe it is actually fake . Truth was actually too fake for me to believe it was real . Until now I still choose to believe everything the person told me although my action dun show but my heart does . The person I regretted most treating it lightly . This person said all nasty things to me and sort but until now I still cried bcuzzxx of this person. ' You may thought I have already forgotten my promises&amp;amp;break it but I did not . I just buried deep down in my heart , you are always in my heart ' . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One ' My dearest &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; . The one I truly love . The one that let me go by my ways , the one that I can never stop laughing and smiling when I see him . I can always rest and no worries bcuszzxx I know that I'm with him.The person that I have a lot of fun with .The person that makes me feel loved . The one that can easily make me cry&amp;amp;laugh&amp;nbsp; . The one that I need most . The one that always give in to me . Forgive me for my wrong doings . Understand me , Love me even though when I dun deserve it.&amp;nbsp; Iloveyou baby:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;P.s P.s !! :X I lazyyy to do the days thinggy&amp;nbsp; ~ &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/3319135872393773577-8858837145928414320?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8858837145928414320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-asked-myself-is-this-what-i-truly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8858837145928414320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8858837145928414320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-asked-myself-is-this-what-i-truly.html' title='I asked myself . Is this what I truly wants .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mYN26GXZRo/ThSXX9Ja4II/AAAAAAAAAv4/Uqk0iZxuaxQ/s72-c/267676_197055907013633_100001276746772_606642_6541361_n_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-8528469637279170999</id><published>2011-06-26T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T03:00:03.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucked up by reality .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>' 时间会慢慢的把人与事变成回忆 , ' {♥}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Been a long time since I blogged . Must remember to catch up wid my daily life kay ! ;) I'm back in action ! I been away for 3days , Got miss me ? ! (Y) I WENT FOR ZONECAMP ! Fun kay but was super tiring . I guess I was the among them the get most enough sleep de bah:B Hehehe , went to see sunrise wif Keyan,Guoyi,Leeling,Hongfeng,Clarence &amp;amp; picked seashell with Guoyi and hongfeng . The shell super nice can ! Have great fun during camp but at the same time I was super piss . Okie , I'm not gonna care who is going to read this . This my blog , I have the final say and rights . People change really fast uh ? I dun understand why can some people really be so realities uh . Instead of finding out what's the reason inside , you can just say that its because of other people . Yes , no one is perfect , I may have my wrongs too but I try understanding and yet what you did ? Pushing the blame around . Some of you , ur action just simply pissed me off . You know what , you dun talk people also know that you very kp+guailan la hor , so can you just stfu ? Such a rube guy-.- Never even spare a thought or think before saying anything . Your words really turn me off like hell . Got more on and off but shall not mention . I'm lazy /: Haven even do homework , shall start soon ! Sorry babyboy :( I fall asleep last night and did not meet you . IMISSYOU !&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish I could meet my dear now ! I Super miss him ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ? I think his person dun exist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many person le bah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I dun hate this person but the fact is this person really caused me a lot of pain . I dun wanna mention much anyway :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-8528469637279170999?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8528469637279170999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8528469637279170999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8528469637279170999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='&apos; 时间会慢慢的把人与事变成回忆 , &apos; {♥}'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gEwobAfv8s/TgcBHhNGxzI/AAAAAAAAAq0/rhY95jYKPN0/s72-c/rrrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-4176533888833073204</id><published>2011-06-22T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T09:42:30.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>Letting go is hard but sometimes Holding on is harder .</title><content type='html'>HelloLoveLies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;!! I'm just so freaking tired .... Cut it short , I have a great time with Dear :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/span&gt;Hmmm  , my favourite internet friend 'HOCK KWEE' Hmmm , he is a fren that I  know from audition , we never meet before or anything but still I always  enjoy talking to him ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fucking ass , dk why photos cant be uploaded . Shall post it next time round ~ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-4176533888833073204?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4176533888833073204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/hellolovelies-im-just-so-freaking-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4176533888833073204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4176533888833073204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/hellolovelies-im-just-so-freaking-tired.html' title='Letting go is hard but sometimes Holding on is harder .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-935380847146019249</id><published>2011-06-20T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:21:12.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>Happiness in life , to be loved and to love .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTQtHjVXAsg/TgAaf2tCEZI/AAAAAAAAAks/GO8vC3-_ql4/s1600/eajnno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTQtHjVXAsg/TgAaf2tCEZI/AAAAAAAAAks/GO8vC3-_ql4/s400/eajnno.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Specially for youu my dear&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Do you still rmb how we started talking? I will never forget . We starting talking bcuszzxx of LouisLowZhiHeng. Unexpectedly , I'm his cousin &amp;amp; you know him . We first chatted on facebook &amp;amp; next we started texting !(Y) There was a time before my paper you told me to jiayou &amp;amp; you are going to sleep , after waking up you will text me , I was thinking "Will he text me , Will he text me " At the end you really did . Ohplease , I was goddammhapppy at that point of time la ! When you told me your facebook statues was refering to me , I was like "OMGZZXX OMGZZXX !!''&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;That time , you asked me wherethe I izit like you , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;my heart skips a beat. I was thinking , SHould I tell him Should I let him know ? Super glad that I told you ! The first time we interlock , how fast my heart was beating &amp;amp; how shy we are . The first time we kissed , how sweet it was . The first time we hug , how warming .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I rmb all the funny funny moment we had together , the time we spent together . Dear , thanks for everything . Being such a understanding , Loving , Caring boyfriend . Waiting for you this big fat pig to wake up ! I marked your words down le , shall wait &amp;amp; see will you able to do it ! :P&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Bear with my spelling error ! Meeting you later on(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;My ex boyfriend . Hmmm . Actually kind of when I totally fall deeply I often been played , being cheated . Getting little pieces of my heart , broken heart , water tap tears . I dun really have serious happy past relationship or maybe I lack of fate with the past ones . I always rmb every single moment I spent with this guy , even all the heart break he gave me and all the lies , betray . Until now I dun blame him&amp;amp; I believe I wont . Hope that he is going fine and going well . Until now I still want the best for him . Shall not mention more about the past . Anyway , I'm now happpyy go luckyyy with my babyboy Hongyi this little boy , he is partofmyheart &amp;amp; he will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&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/3319135872393773577-935380847146019249?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/935380847146019249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/happiness-in-life-to-be-loved-and-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/935380847146019249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/935380847146019249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/happiness-in-life-to-be-loved-and-to.html' title='Happiness in life , to be loved and to love .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTQtHjVXAsg/TgAaf2tCEZI/AAAAAAAAAks/GO8vC3-_ql4/s72-c/eajnno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-8124007026964858904</id><published>2011-06-20T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T03:14:38.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><title type='text'>No man is ever old enough to know better .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmuvqZfnCL0/Tf8awdKFrNI/AAAAAAAAAko/QGTqK2TNHbA/s1600/3275865031_1ff7885f57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmuvqZfnCL0/Tf8awdKFrNI/AAAAAAAAAko/QGTqK2TNHbA/s1600/3275865031_1ff7885f57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZAuKBZODes/Tf8aiqxwEnI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WN1IuuWcZqI/s1600/230746_185800371472520_100001276746772_535322_5201564_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm gonna go sleep right after this post ! (Y) After slping jiu go find paulineTay eat crab!!!! Okieee , tmr jiu first month le , Meeting babyboy(L) Lovehimmmsooomuchhhh ! Dun you just find it annoying when you are not in the mood and someone keep on annoying you ? When you told him to Gtfo , he even asked you what does that mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stranger . &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm , I rmb there was a time . After fellowship , Lynette&amp;amp;others when we was on our way home . I came across with this girl name YueJing . We started talking on the bus and next I asked her for number and we became friends now ! :B &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&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/3319135872393773577-8124007026964858904?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8124007026964858904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-gonna-go-sleep-right-after-this-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8124007026964858904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8124007026964858904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-gonna-go-sleep-right-after-this-post.html' title='No man is ever old enough to know better .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmuvqZfnCL0/Tf8awdKFrNI/AAAAAAAAAko/QGTqK2TNHbA/s72-c/3275865031_1ff7885f57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-7743212545627300166</id><published>2011-06-19T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:54:26.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Try not to become a man of success but a man of value .</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gj44BUtqV7w/Tf5SkKLZzBI/AAAAAAAAAgc/rukPGEuGNLo/s1600/7u.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gj44BUtqV7w/Tf5SkKLZzBI/AAAAAAAAAgc/rukPGEuGNLo/s400/7u.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happiness does not consist in pastimes and amusements . &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbybpopSwrw/Tf5SksBZmdI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xi7-Z7KdJY0/s1600/hhuu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbybpopSwrw/Tf5SksBZmdI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xi7-Z7KdJY0/s400/hhuu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;People with many interest live , not only longest but happiest&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eR3aHoGmb-c/Tf5Slow5gQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/s3M1SMM6eio/s1600/ihiu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eR3aHoGmb-c/Tf5Slow5gQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/s3M1SMM6eio/s400/ihiu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happiness is not a matter of events , it depends upon the tides of the mind .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_l_yduIqwwA/Tf5SmdtGCII/AAAAAAAAAgo/wjHzXkW1vCA/s1600/hh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_l_yduIqwwA/Tf5SmdtGCII/AAAAAAAAAgo/wjHzXkW1vCA/s400/hh.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeyLovelies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so freaking tired , Slept from 8pm-2am but still I'm super duper freaking tired . Imiss my babyboy la &amp;amp; he having headache ! Ohmy , been a long time since I prayed . Should I pray for him ? My whole body dun really have the energy to move around , M i going to be sick soon ? :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19June2011&lt;br /&gt;Did not sleep for the whole night . Get ready at 7plus &amp;amp; went to look for LYNETTELOW as we are going to wild wild wet but meeting place was her house . Meeting time was 0745 but everyone late even me but I'm nt the latest :B Mahaha . When I reached there Lynette was choosing shirt .. Saddieme(N) $5 cabfare gone. They all cheat my feeling de ! Liar Liar Big Fat Liar Pants On Fire !! Mahaha , wif Nigel , Eugene , Lynette went to eat breakfast at DOwntown east Mac then headed to Wild Wild Wet . Had a great time wif them(Y) Seriously it was fun . That can be either a great day or a bad bad day to me . As I fell down in the swimming pool &amp;amp; I cut a slighty on my leg . After that we went to eat &amp;amp; we went shopping !! Brought FatherDay present&amp;amp;First month present !! (Y) Mahahaha :B &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My &lt;/i&gt;dream is to be a singer as well as actress ! Okiee , I knw gt a bit stupid for me to dream of such things la but I really want to be one . Although its hard , It may not happen but still I will try my best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1 DAY !!&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-7743212545627300166?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7743212545627300166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/heylovelies-im-so-freaking-tired-slept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7743212545627300166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7743212545627300166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/heylovelies-im-so-freaking-tired-slept.html' title='Try not to become a man of success but a man of value .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gj44BUtqV7w/Tf5SkKLZzBI/AAAAAAAAAgc/rukPGEuGNLo/s72-c/7u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-892957855485170188</id><published>2011-06-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T13:29:19.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Life is short , art long , opprtunity fleeting , experience treacherous , Judgment difficult .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JSTWNRKSps/Tf0J_mCcuiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qO2awYCx6q8/s1600/laddaland-gsc-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JSTWNRKSps/Tf0J_mCcuiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qO2awYCx6q8/s400/laddaland-gsc-poster.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97A3eAKOom8/Tf0KAMsmxPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/d9EcpOiwqSc/s1600/green-lantern-movie-posters-ryan-reynolds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97A3eAKOom8/Tf0KAMsmxPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/d9EcpOiwqSc/s400/green-lantern-movie-posters-ryan-reynolds.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SuCY-TzEoJk/Tf0KCYop3iI/AAAAAAAAAgY/lqUXYO7zfak/s1600/fs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SuCY-TzEoJk/Tf0KCYop3iI/AAAAAAAAAgY/lqUXYO7zfak/s400/fs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgKPvhpIxIg/Tf0KBExdaVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Lk8qZZmrpU8/s1600/Picnik+collage_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgKPvhpIxIg/Tf0KBExdaVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Lk8qZZmrpU8/s400/Picnik+collage_picnik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ElloLovelies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; !! This silly boy spammed me wif 200plus - 300plus of notification&amp;nbsp; ! :B&amp;nbsp; Look at the picture above by right there's more ! Once again , I overslept today &amp;amp; did not went to Church :X oops . AARONYANG ! HapppyyyyyFatherrrDayyyyyy , thanks for being such a great daddy &amp;amp; so caring uhs ! Nuer Love Ni La Hor ! Mahaha :B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17May2011&lt;br /&gt;Was late for meeting Dear &amp;amp; We went to watch Green Lantern ! (Y) By right I dun wanna eat but was forced by dear ! Hmmm , I give green lantern 3/5 for it bah ! Haaa , went to diaso &amp;amp; did some stuff :X Oops ! Hehehe , shall not mention the unhappy things . Anyway , Dear ' I have a great time wif you :B Loves&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Reached home around 11+ going to 12am . Reached home less than 1hour jiu go off to tampines mall and meet Jasmine+Daryl for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; Laddaland Movie ! Okiee fine , I know Nc16 &amp;amp; I'm only 13 but still the movie did not scare me off at all &amp;amp; yet Jasmine shouted like no tmr , the moment she shouted I started Laughing ! LOL , laughdieme:B After the movie Jasmine&amp;amp;Daryl sent me home (Y) ! Eaten Pepper Crab ! Mahaha , Dun Jealous uhs :B I rate 4/5 for Laddaland as it's not that scary at all than expected &amp;amp; if I'm the man , I wont be so stubborn + Stupid . Mahaha ! Have a great 17May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; ! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I shall do two since I did not blog yst . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Okay , I have 1 father 1 mother . Crap , I knw I'm talking rubbish ! Haaa , I have my great daddy &amp;amp; mummy that gave me a lot of freedom and often give in to me . Although ya seriously I cant stand my mum almost all the time but still she truly love me and I know it . Daddy always want the best for me too . Overall , I'm still "Fine" wif my parents. Bad part is they did things too overly at times -.- Anw HAPPYFATHERDAY , DAD :B&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ve four sist :B Its a lot right I know ! &amp;amp; I dun have a brother at all :( I wanna to have one ! I'm the youngest at home . They often give in to me too (accept for my fourth sist :X JASMINETAY) Haaaa , to be honest , we all have age gap la , My sist oldest 36 . The fourth one 25years old . So you know its like ? sometimes talking to them can vomit blood ! but still they taught me a lot&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;although our age are far away frm each other I still love hanging out or talking to them(Y) ! Loveyousisters ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;2 MORE DAYS TO FIRST MONTH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&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/3319135872393773577-892957855485170188?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/892957855485170188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-short-art-long-opprtunity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/892957855485170188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/892957855485170188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-short-art-long-opprtunity.html' title='Life is short , art long , opprtunity fleeting , experience treacherous , Judgment difficult .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JSTWNRKSps/Tf0J_mCcuiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qO2awYCx6q8/s72-c/laddaland-gsc-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-151837262361721323</id><published>2011-06-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:06:44.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days♥'/><title type='text'>Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTyHxagquGc/Tfo3MYBNheI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zD0f-eJmMVI/s1600/250248_190862317632992_100001276746772_570612_7911431_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTyHxagquGc/Tfo3MYBNheI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zD0f-eJmMVI/s400/250248_190862317632992_100001276746772_570612_7911431_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HelloLovelies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;! Okay , I stay at home today the whole day . Goodgirlright:B Meeting babyboy tmr le(Y) ! Like a finally , I supermisshim like seriously . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm , Actually til now I dun really know what's crush . Or maybe I once have a lot of crushes in the past ? I dun really have things to talk about my crush . Heehee&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; P.s uh !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 8 - your favorite Internet friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4days ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&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/3319135872393773577-151837262361721323?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/151837262361721323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-either-daring-adventure-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/151837262361721323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/151837262361721323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-either-daring-adventure-or.html' title='Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTyHxagquGc/Tfo3MYBNheI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zD0f-eJmMVI/s72-c/250248_190862317632992_100001276746772_570612_7911431_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-4662319089863588411</id><published>2011-06-15T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:34:28.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Life is like a game of cards . The hand that is dealt you represents determinism ; the way you play it is free will .</title><content type='html'>HeyHey Lovelies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;!! NicoTayIsBackInAction ! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtQ8vqB7dyw/TflQEFpaeSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/l3pwyGNX0B4/s1600/sffs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtQ8vqB7dyw/TflQEFpaeSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/l3pwyGNX0B4/s400/sffs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love all you can , Dun live with regrets . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VuWfXRgryiE/TflQEnB2bAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DIGID2vvR2k/s1600/dsdff_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VuWfXRgryiE/TflQEnB2bAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DIGID2vvR2k/s400/dsdff_picnik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My tears seem to be drying up . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gc3lLMTn6Kc/TflPznlsoiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ZvSkxh9ItWA/s1600/149236_1384561428756_1673616712_732715_5569415_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gc3lLMTn6Kc/TflPznlsoiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ZvSkxh9ItWA/s400/149236_1384561428756_1673616712_732715_5569415_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OkayOkay , I know I look unglam dun focus on me !! Girl Imissyou a lot . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5x8lnZ3Rd_g/TflP1xJdoUI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rR6jXVOKgQY/s1600/206313_175970295788861_100001276746772_466691_5188058_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwUFedXmqWs/TflVxb4AEDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/i5mNAGZ8IN8/s1600/206313_175970295788861_100001276746772_466691_5188058_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwUFedXmqWs/TflVxb4AEDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/i5mNAGZ8IN8/s400/206313_175970295788861_100001276746772_466691_5188058_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I'm called a despo fuck by asking from you chances over and over again . I'm annoy by wanting to talk to you keep on insist of texting you even when you dao me . I'm cheap by still loving you when I know I were played . I'm a toy for people to play around just because until now I still choose to believe and trust you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;15June2011&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My day was simple as that . I wokeup at 6+ &amp;amp; receive sms from Leeling telling me to meet at 7pm tampines ! I was like OMGZZXXX . Wokeup and some stuff happened . Get ready , wash up . Went to meet her , clarence , Keyan , Hongfeng . We had our dinner at Century Square Food junctions ! :D Wanted to go to lovely land but dunno why we just cant find that shop /: we went to tampines mall [ Cotton on ,                                                               Popular Bookstore ,&amp;nbsp;                                                               Toys 'R' Us , Artbox ,                                                                Mini Toons ,&amp;nbsp;                                                               Art Serve ,&amp;nbsp;X-Craft&amp;nbsp; ] &amp;amp; a few other places . When we were going out of tampines mall , Met RANICEYEO , my sweetheart&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; , chatted with her for awhile , super miss her can ! Lalalala~ Lazy say all , after everything . Clarence&amp;amp;I walked home while Keyan , HongFeng , Leeling take bus back . My day was great due to the four of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BestFriend ,,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;Imissyou  , the times we had , the times we spent together . When we gossip  together . We created trouble together and face it together . The time  when you encourage me . When I kept silents and not speak a single word  yet you know what's up on my mind . When we quarrel not knowing p.s to  talk to each other. The time when we talk about our past time . The time  we went shopping together . I rmb how you used to always lie-ing to me ,  telling me that you are ready and sort but actually you are still  preparing . We get to know each other during primary1 Lsp room . Do you  still rmb ? We started joking ard &amp;amp; stuff . Primary 3-6 we were in  the same class , we started being super duper close until we enter  secondary school . You changed . Or maybe I should say , you never  change . You became worse than what I can expected . It was really so  hurtful at that point of time to know that you get close to me was  actually just to get popular in school . Just to be famous &amp;amp; you  started by being a attention seeker . I thought after so much , treating  you good , whole heartily , you will change but you did not . Actually I  have already forgiven you just that I dun wanna say it . Have you ever  miss me this friend ? Or maybe nothing much disappear because I dun see  that you need me anymore . You have your friends , I have mine too . We  drifted . Imissyou , TheresaKangLiXin !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm so gonna do this .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - your best friend.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 2 - your crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 3 - your parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 4 - your sibling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 5 - your dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 6 - a stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 8 - your favorite internet friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 15 - the person you miss the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 17 - someone from your childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 23 - the last person you kissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 28 - someone that changed your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DearDear , Imissyouu! :(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5days to first month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3319135872393773577-4662319089863588411?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4662319089863588411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-like-game-of-cards-hand-that-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4662319089863588411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4662319089863588411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-like-game-of-cards-hand-that-is.html' title='Life is like a game of cards . The hand that is dealt you represents determinism ; the way you play it is free will .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtQ8vqB7dyw/TflQEFpaeSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/l3pwyGNX0B4/s72-c/sffs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-8959666579260684121</id><published>2011-06-14T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:01:08.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucked up by reality .'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Immature love says : 'ILoveyou bcuszzxx I need you . ' Mature love says ' I need you bcusszzxx I love you . '</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK5LMMZ7f24/TfgbQ4McDnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lZS2v-1sW6o/s1600/255724_193487570703800_100001276746772_589298_233002_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK5LMMZ7f24/TfgbQ4McDnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lZS2v-1sW6o/s400/255724_193487570703800_100001276746772_589298_233002_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAB3UdhfWO4/TfgbQFyOysI/AAAAAAAAAew/nbuF0bK1ikw/s1600/247387_193487847370439_100001276746772_589299_3140362_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAB3UdhfWO4/TfgbQFyOysI/AAAAAAAAAew/nbuF0bK1ikw/s400/247387_193487847370439_100001276746772_589299_3140362_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwaY9-67OH4/TfgbRs-S9II/AAAAAAAAAe4/i4c29el181E/s1600/249798_193487390703818_100001276746772_589297_6561220_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwaY9-67OH4/TfgbRs-S9II/AAAAAAAAAe4/i4c29el181E/s400/249798_193487390703818_100001276746772_589297_6561220_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa8eJ_-TNb0/TfgabVHZwbI/AAAAAAAAAek/WgUlgYucY0E/s1600/254907_193519094033981_100001276746772_589377_2894757_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa8eJ_-TNb0/TfgabVHZwbI/AAAAAAAAAek/WgUlgYucY0E/s400/254907_193519094033981_100001276746772_589377_2894757_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know got a lot fats but focus on how red it is after drinking . Shut ! Dun talk about the fats :X &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkMVTzMyNvs/TfgacE-g6xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Zew1Pry7GXM/s1600/255091_193518847367339_100001276746772_589375_316126_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkMVTzMyNvs/TfgacE-g6xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Zew1Pry7GXM/s400/255091_193518847367339_100001276746772_589375_316126_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been a long long time since I makeup . All these eyelashes buy le but nvr use . Should I make up soon ? X.X &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bf5FNaNbsv4/TfgadCeyI4I/AAAAAAAAAes/VAek2r5clDk/s1600/254858_193518630700694_100001276746772_589373_4372803_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bf5FNaNbsv4/TfgadCeyI4I/AAAAAAAAAes/VAek2r5clDk/s400/254858_193518630700694_100001276746772_589373_4372803_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so hungry now ):&amp;lt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Lovelies&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;!! Im so sorry for not updating my blog recently ):&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; Somehow I didnt know what to blog . Anyway , lots of things to update you guys :B Hehehe . Hmmm , to this someone , I do not know wherethe do you still view my blog but I heard frm ppl you are doing well &amp;amp; you are now in a relationship already , I'm so glad and feeling better after hearing all these , I know I was wrong til now I'm sorry for everything I have done . Okie , shall not mention the past . Anw Lastlong with her ;) ! Goshh , recently June quite a number of couples uh , June is getting better! Mahahaha , bet must be bcusszzxx no school = always extra peace but not knowing why okay fine , Im talking serious nonsense . I should have get you replace . I know its not a matter of promise or not promise anyway because in fact you spoil it , you spoiled everything but still a little part of me is still thinking of you . I asked &amp;amp; You told me you still keep it but so ? LAUGHOUTLOUD . Dun laughdiemela! LOL . Nico uh Nico wakeup that does not mean anything . So what if he is not the one that asked his "brother" to call you , people already told you to stop bothering him. Understand? Rmb , he called you a despo fuck , He told you he did you a very big favour by being friends with you. Bear that in mind .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="color: red; font-weight: normal;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My BabyBoy , SirenHongyi . IMISSYOU !! A lot really a lot kay. Sorry my mood wasnt good yst too ended up quarrel with you ):&amp;lt; I really dun mean it de . Thanks for always being such a great boyfriend kay, I rmb every single words and things you have done for me and said to me . I'm sorry for everything having doubt in you . I promise I will try my very best to trust you kay. Sorry for my nonsense once again):&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; No next time le ! Heeee , looking forward to first month(Y) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 11June 2011 .&lt;br /&gt;Ton til morning&amp;nbsp; and then sleep . Wakeup "6plus plus plus 7sms 5miss call" OMGZZXX , I miss service :X Wokeup and texted Leeling went down to chruch and look for her as well as others for fellowship . Not long later we went to amk Jermaine , Leeling , Nico ! The three of us went to Mac and eat , Keyan joined us too . We went for talking session &amp;amp; due to some reasons . Leeling&amp;amp;I went to Jermaine house and ton . We was talking about History , WarWorld , Fairy tales , Ghost . MAHAHA . No link ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 12June 2011&lt;br /&gt;Jermaine woke me and Leeling up . Leeling &amp;amp; I went back to my house and get ready while Jermaine went to work .&amp;nbsp; Laughdieme , on our way , the little cute boy called me and rush me back home . When we was going out he cried non-stop asking me to bring him along . I wanted to but mummy dun allow ):&amp;lt; Sad . Leeling&amp;amp;I headed to PlazeSing . Leeling went to work &amp;amp; I went to meet dear . Guess what ? HE WAS FUCKING LATE &amp;amp; that really piss me off from the start but eventually everything was fine in the end . Had a great great time with him been really a very long time since I shooted and spent time with him . Haaa , Imiss him right now la. We took train to tampines &amp;amp; he want to meet his friends . I went down to chalet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 13June 2011&lt;br /&gt;I slp for 16hours at chalet . Omy&amp;nbsp; , Im such a pig . Had a great time spending with my cousins &amp;amp; aunties . We went to swimming pool &amp;amp; drink during night . I swear , My whole body , My face , My hand , My leg was fucking red&amp;amp; I vomited . Next day check out . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog til here . New updates soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; 6DAYS ! Looking forward !♥&lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-8959666579260684121?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8959666579260684121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/immature-love-says-iloveyou-bcuszzxx-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8959666579260684121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8959666579260684121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/immature-love-says-iloveyou-bcuszzxx-i.html' title='Immature love says : &apos;ILoveyou bcuszzxx I need you . &apos; Mature love says &apos; I need you bcusszzxx I love you . &apos;'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK5LMMZ7f24/TfgbQ4McDnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lZS2v-1sW6o/s72-c/255724_193487570703800_100001276746772_589298_233002_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-3388301678682472122</id><published>2011-06-10T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:02:21.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucked up by reality .'/><title type='text'>Why cant my life be written using pencil ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zgBNLmsYOE/TfKBYLdFYRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/clPL2QKvsik/s1600/248907_192159370836620_100001276746772_580643_3393333_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zgBNLmsYOE/TfKBYLdFYRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/clPL2QKvsik/s400/248907_192159370836620_100001276746772_580643_3393333_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUqcOIx91BQ/TfKBYvwacMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IUs4UKVMaIA/s1600/249752_192159004169990_100001276746772_580642_1301942_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUqcOIx91BQ/TfKBYvwacMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IUs4UKVMaIA/s400/249752_192159004169990_100001276746772_580642_1301942_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7drzvNS1feY/TfKBZd8AUcI/AAAAAAAAAdg/O2gE4Xzy1bE/s1600/259926_192157827503441_100001276746772_580637_34595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7drzvNS1feY/TfKBZd8AUcI/AAAAAAAAAdg/O2gE4Xzy1bE/s400/259926_192157827503441_100001276746772_580637_34595_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello !! Been a long time since I blog ._. I have nth to post leh :X Bored ttvm ):&amp;lt; Dear stopped replying le , I guess he sleep le bah :/ Saw the sushi ? Done by me :X NICE RITE ! Mahaha! By right it was done for leeling&amp;amp;Dear but ended up dear couldnt meet us ):&amp;lt; So leeling ate all ! Mahahaha! Dear brought me a baby pooh , thanks a lot kays ;) ! Winkwink ! hehehe , recently never really meet him . Imisshim&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; ! Dear , meetup soon ,okie (Y)&amp;nbsp; Recently super a lot pop out on my mind but yet i couldnt say out , i need to hide it . Seriously , Idk what to do either . Haish . I H.A.T.E.M.I.X.F.E.E.L.I.N.G ! Life tough . I knw you never will , never ever will but still Im placing it in my heart , Im still treating it very importantly , Im still putting it first . Someone told me a fact &amp;amp; yes I know , I know it long long time ago but still I cant . I tried once , twice . Im tired to keep on trying , I decided to just leave it aside . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-3388301678682472122?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3388301678682472122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-can-my-life-be-written-using-pencil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3388301678682472122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3388301678682472122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-can-my-life-be-written-using-pencil.html' title='Why cant my life be written using pencil ?'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zgBNLmsYOE/TfKBYLdFYRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/clPL2QKvsik/s72-c/248907_192159370836620_100001276746772_580643_3393333_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-4631013142785966512</id><published>2011-06-06T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:28:12.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucked up by reality .'/><title type='text'>Read this . It's for you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By right , shouldnt be blogging but still you have the power to make me blog uhs .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not happy with me uhs ? OMGZZX , Im so humji sial , scare of you :( Please dun like this laa , not happy then come find me la , if like I will hide leh . Dislike my blog ? I bitch ? WOW , thanks for calling me a pretty ya , bitch ' kind of dog , dog barks , bark on tree , tree nature , nature = to beauty . So ya , thanks a lot for the compliment :) Anw , dislike my blog , Why not tell me what type of blog you want ? I help you create and name it as www.slut.com just for the only and special you ^^ want ? LAUGH ! I fuck your father slut man :)&amp;nbsp; I understand uhs , in the world sure there will be ppl that dislike or even hate me bcusz Im not perfect either but at least they are not like you .&amp;nbsp; please la hor , you this type , hate jiu say hate la , still in front of me act til so good , bhind at there kpkb . LOL or maybe you are just too naive and believe that I wont know it ? My blog emotional , I act pity , act sad uhs . That's my problem mah , why you so K.P.O ? o.o You wanna join in the fun ha ? Say la , I count you in . I text you say want jio you go out leh , why now dw reply liao ? Dislike my blog so much , still got read a not . LOL . Say I step ahlian uhs , p.s la hor , now 2011 liao , No one so updated like you ' still ahlian here&amp;amp;there . I very fuck up ? Say that Im mother fucker ? LAUGH , want try ? I fuck you up&amp;amp;down , left&amp;amp;right&amp;nbsp; :&amp;gt; Ohya , I forgot , we are girls , maybe we need get the thing then we are able to fuck right ? Are you still pure ? I dun tink so bah , Im sorry for still being pure like that maybe need trouble you to teach me uhs . Confirm very high , I never try fucking , first time fuck jiu going fuck a slut uh ? WOW . Im waiting for your reply , super de excited for ur reply leh , looking forward to see you &amp;lt;:&amp;nbsp; Or maybe you should be glad that Im still holding on to this topic&amp;amp;talking to you ? Bcusz &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;When  I shut my mouth &amp;amp; turn my back to you , it's not bcusz I have lost for  words &amp;amp; decided to just walk off but bcusz you stupid ass does npt worth  my fucking time :) So ya , You still worth it leh (Y) Yahoooo , Im bored , entertain me will you ? :( Oh please LAUGH . You are such a great entertainer , Good Job , I see a potential in you , keep up the good job kay ! Sorry uh , if by using such English you still dun understand my words I think maybe I can pei you go sign up for tuition liao . Cusz I knw by using good EL to you , you oso wont understand . Im trying my best to use your EL and communicate with you le . Dun waste my effort kay :&amp;lt; ThankQ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-4631013142785966512?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4631013142785966512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/read-this-its-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4631013142785966512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4631013142785966512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/read-this-its-for-you.html' title='Read this . It&apos;s for you .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-1212802995262809817</id><published>2011-06-04T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T09:32:17.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Bbyy , know something ? I was finding you and I found you in my heart .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;That's right, lock my heart and keep the key . Save me by catching me when Im falling ♥ ,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewZJnwTn0T8/TepdH3Oke1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/z6plvZ_4iNw/s1600/dsd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewZJnwTn0T8/TepdH3Oke1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/z6plvZ_4iNw/s400/dsd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ucKM-3sYFgw/TepdI55ZUAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sX71KCa1LOg/s1600/hih.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ucKM-3sYFgw/TepdI55ZUAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sX71KCa1LOg/s400/hih.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;Hello people ^^ Just reach home not long ago . Motherfreak , Im so fucking tired . Lack of my beauty sleep . Anw , had a great time with sisters at Buffet Rise Marina Bay Sands Hotel , YummyyYummyy , super nice(Y) Hmmmm , I rate 4stars for the food there (L) LOL , guess what ? 7people total $600 , pheww , thank god Im not the one paying uhs . Right after dinner cab home &amp;amp; now Im using computer , LAUGH I KNOW IM LAME.__. Lalala~ Bbby Boyy , I miss you a lot leh . I guess I must be thinking too much at times . Sorry kays !! I did not know that you was tired , I will try to be more reasonable next time kays ! When m I gonna see you ? :( I guess you now watching movie bah , ENJOY la hor , you oso not enough sleep uhs , MUST GET ENOUGH REST KAYS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; LOVEYOU :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-1212802995262809817?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1212802995262809817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/bbyy-know-something-i-was-finding-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/1212802995262809817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/1212802995262809817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/bbyy-know-something-i-was-finding-you.html' title='Bbyy , know something ? I was finding you and I found you in my heart .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewZJnwTn0T8/TepdH3Oke1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/z6plvZ_4iNw/s72-c/dsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-6271714279249768499</id><published>2011-06-03T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T11:26:52.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>I was fated to know you &amp; I happen to fall for you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9HfB46QVSQ/Tekm-LP_ZSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/58gnInIlq8g/s1600/hkk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjA3li1BWbE/Tekm-_j4n6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/kiOL39LR_wY/s1600/tumblr_l93pggooiO1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjA3li1BWbE/Tekm-_j4n6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/kiOL39LR_wY/s400/tumblr_l93pggooiO1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Currently missing Dear&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Hehehe , Went to Toy"R"Us , Popular , Precious moment With dear today(Y) Was Looking for my fenglin but could not find the one Im looking for (N) SadSad . I want the make of wooden de!! Haaaa , this cute boy was late for meeting me . Our meeting time was 0500 he showed himself at 0534 , SiRenHongYi , you were late for 34mins and my handphone time should be slower two mins , so total you late for 36mins ! Ha , still dare tell me you confirm wont late leh , bullshit ^^ Oso watched KungFu Panda II with him , although its my second time watching it but still I never fail to enjoy watching it because baby it is with you. Anything with you I will enjoy doing it (Y)&amp;nbsp; Sorry for the last min tears that I drop today , Sorry for the stunt that I gave you &amp;amp; sorry for all the nonsense question I asked you but what I can confirm , Im sure of is You really meant a lot a lot to me more than you can expect , I Love You A lot A lot . You been a great boyfriend although I know you for not long , we been together only for two weeks but still you are the best(Y) Thanks for being sweet , understanding &amp;amp; ofcos for tolerating my nonsense , crap , rubbish . Times , I will tend to think a lot , tend to ask a lot , tend to question a lot , Im sorry for that , sorry for doing all these. As time past , I realized my love for you have grown stronger&amp;amp;stronger , like never before . I believe we will have more months , more years right ? (L)&amp;nbsp; No matter what , I will always try my best to stay right beside you . Sorry for not trusting you , for questioning about will you stay but you really mean too much to me that at times I scared you will leave me. You promised me you wont , I have faith in myself&amp;nbsp; n ofcos you . I trust myself for believing your words . I rmb , all the conversation , the promises , the quarreling , the words , the love , the hugs , the kisses , the silent moments , the disturbing moments , the stupid moments " We Had , To , For " Together or For each other . Once again , Thanks Baby&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY TWOWEEKS , Phew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt; &lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-6271714279249768499?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6271714279249768499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-fated-to-know-you-i-happen-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6271714279249768499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6271714279249768499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-fated-to-know-you-i-happen-to.html' title='I was fated to know you &amp; I happen to fall for you .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjA3li1BWbE/Tekm-_j4n6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/kiOL39LR_wY/s72-c/tumblr_l93pggooiO1qa1akpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-3770870506694204434</id><published>2011-06-02T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:36:17.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucked up by reality .'/><title type='text'>Fuck the reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58pQHSJ2Ru8/TegPDYISSYI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OhN2xssZAxo/s1600/ivg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58pQHSJ2Ru8/TegPDYISSYI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OhN2xssZAxo/s400/ivg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello , suddenly feel like blogging .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohman , meeting dear at 0530pm going toy'R'us with dear&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Somehow suddenly I feel like going back where I used to go and have fun when I was still a young Innocent kid , the time when I was so carefree&amp;amp;happy , nothing knocks me down , nothing can make me sad than 3days , less heartbreaks , less breakdown . So what if I cry more when I was younger , at least I dun feel that hurt and restless than now . I remember you once told me you texted me perfectly , suddenly I thought of that . LAUGH , what the hell is fucking wrong with me right now . Honestly speaking , I dun even know who am I right now . Sometimes Im just forced to hold back my tears &amp;amp; pretend nothing took place , Im fine nothing happen but actually indeed I am hurt deeply by my love ones . I want to recall all the times I had when I was young , No sorrows , No lies , No cheating , No Hating , No heartbreaking , No hurting , No crap , No nonsense , No rubbish , No sadness , No studying , No fucked up moments . Suddenly crying til very badly , Suddenly thought of the past , suddenly thought of you , I feel hurt once again . I miss the old times &amp;amp; I know it will never happen again , neither can I go back . Im sorry for being weak , Im sorry bcusz I dun wanna grow up , Im sorry because Im still thinking of going back to the past , Im sorry if my mind is not moving on . Im sorry for crying . Im sorry for not being strong enough . See my smile at times ? Its been a great help for me to hide my tears , it been my mask for long . People says that "When life show you a hundred reason to cry , Show Life a thousand reason to smile . " I think about it and realized , I have so many many of million reasons to be crying and yet you are the one and only reason that make my smile , thanks a lot ILoveyouu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt; . For people that hurt me or hurt anyone , I hope karma will slap you right at your face before I does that.&amp;nbsp; Be mindful of your words&amp;amp;action , it may just hurt anyone unknowing . Be sure of what you want and who you love if not you ended up hurting more and more people . I hate the fact that you are still in my heart hurting me like hell when I still love you. I miss the time when we share secret to each others and meeting up for singing as well as gossip together . Please , if you wanna act , act it well dun let me realized you r acting one day . If you are gonna leave please do it forever . If you are gonna find me annoying please never look for me again . If you are gonna play please make it a nice game &amp;amp; end it nice . Because I wont be the same anymore even if my heart does . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Conversation with dear ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;I want go back to the past ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Hao de I will help u get back to young kid tat time hao mah ! &amp;lt;3 Bu yao tears le la Hug u !&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;But young kid that time dunno how think .___. Hugs (L)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Nvm , u dunno hw eat I feed u , u dunno how to drink I teach u how to drink &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Guess what , Bby boy , you make my smile once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-3770870506694204434?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3770870506694204434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/fuck-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3770870506694204434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3770870506694204434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/fuck-reality.html' title='Fuck the reality'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58pQHSJ2Ru8/TegPDYISSYI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OhN2xssZAxo/s72-c/ivg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5787432748821070275</id><published>2011-06-01T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:51:42.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Letting go is hard but sometimes Holding on is harder .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;- No one can change a person, but a person can be the reason someone changes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Hello guys ! Im back ;) ! Went to meet Yukiko for work , by right I should be the one late.___. Ended up yukiko . Xiuyan , Meiyang LATE cus THEY LOST THEIR WAY &amp;amp; Im so stupid I cab down to work when CHris haven even reach , $6.20 gone x,x . Working with Yukiko was fun(Y) but sales was fucked up . Haaa , spent 20hours with Dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;♥ Mahahaha . Right after work went down to Bouna Vista and meet Sirenhongyi , my dearr ! Heeeheee , have a great time with him , talking rubbish , crapping nonsense with him , asking each other to sleep , pass the food to each other , making noise and make til his fren cant sleep. Each moment spent with him is precious to me . Thanks for being such a great boyfriend dear ,&amp;nbsp; Meeting him was fate , loving him was beyond my control . &lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-5787432748821070275?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5787432748821070275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/letting-go-is-hard-but-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5787432748821070275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5787432748821070275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/06/letting-go-is-hard-but-sometimes.html' title='Letting go is hard but sometimes Holding on is harder .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F65XMKRUbA8/TeZn-_WS96I/AAAAAAAAAao/H9xD8pJAHiI/s72-c/IMG_1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-7577064664383613641</id><published>2011-05-30T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T04:57:14.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Sometimes you just have to cool down , wipe away your tears &amp; walk away accepting the fact .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Hello Love !! Hehehe , currently texting wif Aloy about stupid things ._. oops , He is showing off to me &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; hehehe ! Im so looking forward to Wednesday . Meeting dear on that day(Y) ! Winkwink , finally can spend time with him again !! IMISSHIM ! &amp;amp; he always give me late reply &amp;gt;:( Nb , I hate late reply laa(N) ! Guo fen sial ! .__&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dear talked to me about marriage , cute uh him :&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; Im thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;how about 两个人的婚礼 &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; ? Just a wedding that belongs to two person only have two person ? Haaa , sweetsweet right ! JokeJoke!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;haaa , He never fail to make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; SiRen Hongyi , WoAiNi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nb6p46HSXYQ/TeOE0JM1XHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/sOT0ilnfsUQ/s1600/250014_10150189375977405_612237404_6786473_260463_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nb6p46HSXYQ/TeOE0JM1XHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/sOT0ilnfsUQ/s400/250014_10150189375977405_612237404_6786473_260463_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage textPost" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; If only one day , I can lock up your heart &amp;amp; I am the only one holding the key to your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-7577064664383613641?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7577064664383613641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-love-hehehe-currently-texting-wif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7577064664383613641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7577064664383613641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-love-hehehe-currently-texting-wif.html' title='Sometimes you just have to cool down , wipe away your tears &amp; walk away accepting the fact .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nb6p46HSXYQ/TeOE0JM1XHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/sOT0ilnfsUQ/s72-c/250014_10150189375977405_612237404_6786473_260463_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-6323257712336342244</id><published>2011-05-29T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:01:44.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>The closest one now , May be a total stranger one day .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeDHgV5uHS4/TeJtevxIp_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hLWYbd7Rx-4/s1600/tumblr_la9thwPMlZ1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeDHgV5uHS4/TeJtevxIp_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hLWYbd7Rx-4/s400/tumblr_la9thwPMlZ1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;HeeeHeee :B ! Just reached home not long ago , went to watch kongfu panda . OMGZZX , I am so plug wrong wire rite , I cried bcusz of the movie . Haaa , I Love the movie , Tiger just gave the panda a sudden hug , sweet sweet right , like got honey , MAHAHAHA , JokeJoke ! I wonder , what would the child be like when a panda &amp;amp; tiger marry ? x.x ! Hahaha , I know I am super mad . Had fun today wif Steph , YongZhou , Brian , Vicki , YunHui , Ck , MeiJuan , Minqi - &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; ! LOL .. Took bus back with Ck and guess what , this stupid guy hack into my account !:( Now I know your Iphone Password better be careful ! Haaa ! Had a great day today .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Hongyi , Heartty , IMissyouu :( Hopefully can faster find time to meet my dear&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-6323257712336342244?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6323257712336342244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/closest-one-now-may-be-total-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6323257712336342244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6323257712336342244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/closest-one-now-may-be-total-stranger.html' title='The closest one now , May be a total stranger one day .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DeDHgV5uHS4/TeJtevxIp_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hLWYbd7Rx-4/s72-c/tumblr_la9thwPMlZ1qa1akpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-4379216655916083745</id><published>2011-05-28T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T10:37:08.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>Hello dear , Let me share a secret wif you ? Shhh kays . ILoveyouuu♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Friday 27/05/2011 I came down to look for dearr and I spent my whole 23hours wif him . Like ge sweet only , Heehee JokeJoke !! Had a great time wif him , the moments wif him even though there was some moment when the both of us just stare at each other and keep quiet doing nothing but I still find it special because it is with him &amp;amp; guess what ' I miss him now !! I tried to sleep and when i cant , I started talking rubbish to him and yet he still laugh and smile to me at what I have said . Haaa , thankq bbyy for the seaweeds &amp;amp; Minnie Mouse all the things even if it is only a very small thing you have done , it will always be puzzle in my heart .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been wanting to have a guy that would laugh at my coldest joke when everyone find it stupid .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been finding a guy that would be able to give me the warmest hug .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been looking for a guy that would be understanding , let me go by my way .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been wanting a guy that would laugh &amp;amp; smile at me for every single nonsense I have said .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been looking for a guy that would get it and catch what I am saying when others dun . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been wanting a guy that is quiet yet I will find him cute . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been looking for a guy that would know what I want when I say Idw anything .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been wanting a guy that would bear with me for my stupidness .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been looking for a guy that will try his very best just for me .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been finding a guy that would bear with me and carry on texting even when I am sending dao text .&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I been asking God for my Mr . Right &amp;amp; guess what ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God sent you , I found the guy I been wanting , finding , looking and asking for . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Al thought at times , I find that you dun really understand me , you dun know my silents , sometimes I just get very angry with you wif a reason that I dun even know it myself &amp;amp; this relationship somehow lack of understanding and stuff but I know we been trying our best and putting in effort , I believe things gonna be better day by day , our love will get stronger and stronger as time pass .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTtpsVjVggc/TeEw3CzhAFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FdSTn9nTXp4/s1600/black.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTtpsVjVggc/TeEw3CzhAFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FdSTn9nTXp4/s1600/black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-4379216655916083745?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4379216655916083745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-dear-let-me-share-secret-wif-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4379216655916083745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4379216655916083745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-dear-let-me-share-secret-wif-you.html' title='Hello dear , Let me share a secret wif you ? Shhh kays . ILoveyouuu♥'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTtpsVjVggc/TeEw3CzhAFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FdSTn9nTXp4/s72-c/black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-3433910261332205441</id><published>2011-05-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:33:17.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;How to be happy when you are feeling down ? How to be laughing and smiling from the bottom of the heart when all you want is to cry &amp;amp; cry ? How to make things right when everything seem to be so wrong ?&amp;nbsp; How to relax when all you want is to scold that person ? How to be strong when you are so weak ? How to forgive when you cannot forget ? How to pretend nothing happen when everyone knows about it ? Can anyone teach me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how to&lt;/span&gt; . Laugh , My life fucked up &amp;amp; everything is in a big great mess .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY FIRST WEEK !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hehehe ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVE YOU !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; Thanks for being an understanding boyfriend ,, I know you been trying and putting in effort in this relationship . I feel your love :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Look Into My Eyes &amp;amp; See How Unhappy Am I Really Feeling ,, I may be smiling 24/7 in front of every1 but I asked myself ' Is this smile really from the bottom of my heart ' I question myself M I really happy . At times I just laugh til too hard and too much ' just out of the sudden I wanna cry out loud really loud . I want to cry but I been wasting too much tears ' not much tears left to be drop ' I been staying too weak I need to stay strong . I been trying my best to hold back my tears . I question myself , what's holding me back ? How have I really been recently . At the end , I laugh at myself . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Utak3lgnbZY/Td7HBW750nI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Q8HdcsyAJhI/s1600/bd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Utak3lgnbZY/Td7HBW750nI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Q8HdcsyAJhI/s1600/bd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-3433910261332205441?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3433910261332205441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-to-be-happy-when-you-are-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3433910261332205441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3433910261332205441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-to-be-happy-when-you-are-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Utak3lgnbZY/Td7HBW750nI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Q8HdcsyAJhI/s72-c/bd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5634919484113925302</id><published>2011-05-24T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:19:44.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>It is when the whole world thinks bad about you &amp; he still wants you ♥ ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Seriously , Shag . Actually sometimes I just wish that fucking facebook dun exist . Bcuz of facebook , I came to know so much . Seriously , yesterday 4+ am , I was not in the mood . First time feel like drinking when I am down . The worst part was I am not drunk even after drinking . What's wrong like seriously ! Said by his friends , calling me cheap and nasty things . Actually other than angry , Im more to upset . Since you guys hate me so much , you should have just told me earlier . Acting , placing a mask makes you better ? I am sorry but I dun think so uh . I thought that you guys can be trusted as friends but I was wrong . So thanks a lot . You prove me wrong again uhs . I asked Zhuoyi , he gave me 3miss call I guess , I just dun want ans calls , I dun feel like talking , I am not in the mood .&amp;nbsp; Yes , I admit . I mind about what others say , I care a lot about what others feel . If he didnt tell me straight on facebook . I guess I will know nothing bah. Aaron told me just ignore but how to . My life recently seriously fucked up a lot more than previous .&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; oso for those unknown number , please uh , stop spamming me text and stuff .. I HAD ENOUGH LIKE SERIOUSLY . If you wanna talk then say out ur name . After so many , 2011 taught me a lot , let me see through a lot , who is the one that can be trusted and who cant be . Who is my true friends and who is not . LOL , I dun have you this group of friends , I still have others . Sooner or later , I will have another group of friends . What's the different . It is only a matter of time .&amp;nbsp; I regretted placing my trust on you &amp;amp; believing you , really regretted knowing you - (You should know who am I referring to ) What's wrong wif the people now adays . MotherFreak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I been asking myself&amp;amp;others . &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Am I really that cheap ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Am I really that annoying ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Am I really toy for everyone to play around ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Hehehe , it is when his friends think bad about you &amp;amp; all he wants is still to be with you . Dear , xiexieni uhs . Making me feel so much loved . Honestly speaking , if it is not for the facebook post , I wont know I mean this much to you . I wont know that how much you really love me . I am glad that I have you , someone that wont mind how others think about me and still wants to be wif me .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs4gA4rcrtM/Tdvn5PUQBWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cmm_qtyNd8k/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs4gA4rcrtM/Tdvn5PUQBWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cmm_qtyNd8k/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-5634919484113925302?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5634919484113925302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-is-when-whole-world-thinks-bad-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5634919484113925302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5634919484113925302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-is-when-whole-world-thinks-bad-about.html' title='It is when the whole world thinks bad about you &amp; he still wants you ♥ ,'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs4gA4rcrtM/Tdvn5PUQBWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cmm_qtyNd8k/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-698596892401683930</id><published>2011-05-23T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:06:46.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>You just need to know that I truly care ,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Hehehe , hello ! I am back to blogging , p.s uh :X previously privated my blog . Anw , I had a great time spending with Lynette,Esther,Weiqing,Jiahui, The four important ones in my life . Guess , it been such a long time since I really spend time wif them . Before that either they are busy or I am . Finally get to spend time wif them . Thanks for making my day . Heeheehee , Loves (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Found this on facebook statues , - Actually  I don't want a prince charming that would dance with me all night but  let me go at 12. Or spider man that would give me the perfect kiss and  yet, hide behind that mask. Or peter pan who will take care of me and  fly with me against the wind but whose heart belongs to someone else. I  want my own shrek, someone who would love me for all my imperfections,  he may not be perfect as well, but he's real . Meaningful right ? Heehee &amp;amp; guess what ' I found you and you are the only one I want + ILoveYou my dear . Although it is only our third day and we started quarreling on the second day but argument is over now(Y) Only after our argument I realized how important and how much you mean to me , I realized , you are much more loved by me than expected . You are the one that make me love again , trying to believe in love again , Xiexieni . We may not know each other for long , maybe at times we will run out of topics to talk but its okay , we still will try our very best right ? I trust you . Our relationship going be better and better day by day . Sorry for not being understanding enough kays , I know the question I asked you may hurt you in the end , I am really very very sorry for that . I promise , no more next time , I wont ask about it le !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;- No much more tears left to be drop ,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-92spooC0F3k/TdqfdXObeKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/cWMM-PqNVTs/s1600/227929_10150186419086379_563556378_7108835_4955573_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-92spooC0F3k/TdqfdXObeKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/cWMM-PqNVTs/s400/227929_10150186419086379_563556378_7108835_4955573_n_picnik.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Hellooo!! Must be waiting for my blog post right ! Mahahaha!! Okay , start the topic now ! I am not in the mood . I see such a big different la hor , I know maybe ya la , I am xiaoqi , wo hen xiaoqi but then still seriously there is a very big different . I swear , if you are not gonna do anything , I am not gonna bother . we was sms-ing half way , I told you "wo mei you hua shuo le:( " You stopped replying me , what are you trying to tell me by stop replying ? I know maybe I am thinking too much but I just cant stop thinking . I am just that unreasonable , I am not understanding enough . Every time my phone ring , I was hoping that it is you that reply my sms but always it turn out to be other guys text . I tried , stop auto text guys , you said that you will try your best to reply me but I am sorry I just dun feel your effort , maybe last time but no longer now . Its only the first day , things are like this , what's up next ? Can let my heart prepare . I took so much courage to accept you , to step into a relationship ,&amp;nbsp; trying my very best but what is this ? I dun understand , if its like this then no point right . How should I be feeling ? Happy , sad , emo , angry , nothing ? That's was why i told myself not to give in 100% , not to fall too deep because I know I will be ended up crying like now . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;无言以对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eC_HGCUH9Fo/TdgjY1zaEEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RD-mMhDNusM/s1600/225770_185798621472695_100001276746772_535297_1223920_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eC_HGCUH9Fo/TdgjY1zaEEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RD-mMhDNusM/s400/225770_185798621472695_100001276746772_535297_1223920_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-2361566417257761686?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/2361566417257761686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-knew-it-i-shld-not-fall-too-deep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2361566417257761686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2361566417257761686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-knew-it-i-shld-not-fall-too-deep.html' title='I knew it , I shld not fall too deep because I knw I will be ended up crying like now .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eC_HGCUH9Fo/TdgjY1zaEEI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RD-mMhDNusM/s72-c/225770_185798621472695_100001276746772_535297_1223920_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-4591084993431823352</id><published>2011-05-20T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:24:08.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>' I wonder what's on your mind '</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Hello , I am back with sickness .... I AM SICK ! Eating crab while having sore throat , how cool it is right ! LOL , Fever , cough , sore throat , stomach pain + headache . I FAILED MY PAPER , Math , El , Sc , His-tory .&amp;nbsp; It's time for me to wake up... Haish , hehehe. Had a great time during BBQ . Somehow , I still feel smth , Laugh , what's wrong with me? I shld put it aside ! Just now, ,sibei cannot stand ! Zhuoyi called and prank me AGAIN . Laugh , there is a limit to my pranking , dun talk to me about him because that just simply piss me off . Anw , finally spent time with Hy (L) I love every moment that I spent with him , the moments with him , every small talk &amp;amp; every silent moments , thanks for pei-ing me wait til Mrt open , sitting down there with me , walking me to mrt station , xiexie ! Hehehe &amp;amp; oso sorry for airplane - ing you abt the movie uh , not purposely de .&amp;nbsp; heees !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;-Interlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBw8PhW2uyw/TdaSuPNISlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Xz_2EVSy9DI/s1600/rferfr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBw8PhW2uyw/TdaSuPNISlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Xz_2EVSy9DI/s400/rferfr.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NS9HJlTegsk/TdaSvPrMr-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/gXeDwajHBrY/s1600/rfrer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NS9HJlTegsk/TdaSvPrMr-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/gXeDwajHBrY/s400/rfrer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LnsgoUQJn0/TdaSvurwYRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vX-lc8idPTY/s1600/ff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LnsgoUQJn0/TdaSvurwYRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vX-lc8idPTY/s400/ff.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mu9GQf1zA5Q/TdaSwVPxVpI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MeB4RsaVS_k/s1600/www.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mu9GQf1zA5Q/TdaSwVPxVpI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MeB4RsaVS_k/s400/www.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUwIQhVhd10/TdaS1QnLoZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/61CBfkq3DkI/s1600/hihih.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUwIQhVhd10/TdaS1QnLoZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/61CBfkq3DkI/s400/hihih.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;HONGYI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #f4cccc;"&gt;HAPPYBIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥ ! &lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;wo ai ni&lt;/span&gt; ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MaLeeLing ! Happie birrhtdayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-4591084993431823352?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/4591084993431823352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wonder-whats-on-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4591084993431823352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/4591084993431823352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wonder-whats-on-your-mind.html' title='&apos; I wonder what&apos;s on your mind &apos;'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBw8PhW2uyw/TdaSuPNISlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Xz_2EVSy9DI/s72-c/rferfr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-3212618178247610295</id><published>2011-05-18T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:00:30.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>The fact is no one can be innocent forever .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;LOL ! Today whole day stay at home . Good girl right ? Hees , I dunno what's wrong with me . I just started crying non-stop . Maybe to you guys , my tears dun worth because I always cry but please note , I cry because I am hurt in my heart deep down I am not happy . Even a fall from the stairs cause me nothing kays . I HATE RELATIONSHIP A LOT A LOT , LIKE SERIOUSLY ..... So many problem . I feel so fucked up sighh . My heart uh , heartty uh , can you be more bad , more strong so that you wont get hurt easily ? You wont be so pain and LAST OF ALL YOU WONT COST ME SO MUCH TEARS ! I wanna be happy , oh god , let me be happy . CAN !? PLEASE LA... Haishhh . I am lost , can anyone help me find the way out of this ? When I fall , please catch me kays&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ ... I am a girl , I will get jealous too , I tend to think&amp;nbsp; alot , please understand . LOL uhh!! I have too many to say .&amp;nbsp; Anw , get back to this , I am seriously piss off . Can you guys seriously fucking stop pm me or sms me saying that I have changed , yes I changed but do you understand the meaning of "people change so be it ? ", I am not good or whatever nonsense like I need a gf and all sort because SORRY I CANT HELP YOU AND I WONT WANT TO HELP YOU TOO , I am fucking piss about it , just stop , mai hong la . Thankyou uh .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Memories will never fade but the people that created them do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp9cp0Ir1o8/TdQHmSoQjyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/5CXaMkBp9ME/s1600/vr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp9cp0Ir1o8/TdQHmSoQjyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/5CXaMkBp9ME/s400/vr.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #ead1dc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Looking forward to tmr ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&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/3319135872393773577-3212618178247610295?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3212618178247610295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/fact-is-no-one-can-be-innocent-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3212618178247610295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3212618178247610295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/fact-is-no-one-can-be-innocent-forever.html' title='The fact is no one can be innocent forever .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp9cp0Ir1o8/TdQHmSoQjyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/5CXaMkBp9ME/s72-c/vr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-2539296154586068960</id><published>2011-05-17T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:25:36.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>Dun only try to look for me later ; Cusz I wont be at the same place waiting .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Rmb ' I dun look back because whatever that I placed behind it's smth not important . Freak my back , til now it's still pain . Winkk , today went to meet Leeling &amp;amp; Jermaine at bugis ! By right shld be meeting at 1pm &amp;amp; me ended up going there at 4 . Ohman ,hehehe , next went to dessert house with Leeling and eat(YUMMYYY) ! Heehees . Laugh , Am I having PMS ? Been so down recently , not happy , deep down I am not happy but always I am laughing &amp;amp; smiling non-stop . What's wrong with you NICOTAYSHUYI ! I miss the time when I truly smile and laugh , when I am really happy . Ever since April my smile and everything was gone . Fuck2011 , fuck April , like seriously , what is this !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; I wished I am really happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFjZXPSJECw/TdLKlPDJ4zI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RrX1yNxQdpQ/s1600/cdcd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFjZXPSJECw/TdLKlPDJ4zI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RrX1yNxQdpQ/s400/cdcd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-2539296154586068960?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/2539296154586068960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/dun-only-try-to-look-for-me-later-cusz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2539296154586068960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2539296154586068960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/dun-only-try-to-look-for-me-later-cusz.html' title='Dun only try to look for me later ; Cusz I wont be at the same place waiting .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFjZXPSJECw/TdLKlPDJ4zI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RrX1yNxQdpQ/s72-c/cdcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-3100809977224999477</id><published>2011-05-16T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:32:50.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>How amazing when some1 break ur heart yet u still love them with all the little pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Whathehell seriously wrong ! I bet yesterday was black friday for me , awww , late for work , icecream melt&amp;nbsp; and while working I fell down from stairs , til can see my spine and red line at least thankgod , we clear stock(Y) winkwinkk ;))&amp;nbsp; . Okays , let start everything for now . I dun understand myself how would you even understand me ? Idk what am I thinking or feeling , everything seem to be so wrong , not going in the right way , somehow I wished I am younger when I am younger I am happier .....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;- His-tory , the difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szCWmE2dpR4/TdGlISAfHaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Aa3YUBRTjkk/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szCWmE2dpR4/TdGlISAfHaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Aa3YUBRTjkk/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oprfIbvXiCs/TdGlS0sNGoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/dSMHc0M86aI/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oprfIbvXiCs/TdGlS0sNGoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/dSMHc0M86aI/s400/Picnik+collage1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OM9wQzzwX5c/TdGlqWBEKUI/AAAAAAAAAYs/D6k2u7y1zOs/s1600/Picnik+collage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OM9wQzzwX5c/TdGlqWBEKUI/AAAAAAAAAYs/D6k2u7y1zOs/s400/Picnik+collage2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsBzc5ghQnA/TdGlvzXEmGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RkQu6TODa-0/s1600/Picnik+collage4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsBzc5ghQnA/TdGlvzXEmGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RkQu6TODa-0/s400/Picnik+collage4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Somehow , I look happier during 2010 than 2011 . Laugh , what a joke . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-3100809977224999477?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3100809977224999477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-amazing-when-some1-break-ur-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3100809977224999477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3100809977224999477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-amazing-when-some1-break-ur-heart.html' title='How amazing when some1 break ur heart yet u still love them with all the little pieces'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szCWmE2dpR4/TdGlISAfHaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Aa3YUBRTjkk/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-4867820360276516141</id><published>2011-05-15T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:00:46.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>2011 , somehow you should be nothing .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Before 2011 arrive , everyone was saying that 2011 gonna be a better year , greater year than 2010 but that was just craps and shit . It's only 17/05/20&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11 , everything was already like fucked up , I am like at the losing end . I seen so many couples facing relationship breakup , all the broken promises , all the beautiful lies and all the scary side of people appear . 2010 are even better than 2011 , at least there are lesser problem for me . I dun need to face so much problem , I dun need to bear with so many things and people . I wont meet so many fucking people and so many fucking matter . I wont know so much and so I wont suffer so much . I HATE 2011 , fuck tis year , fuck the whole 4 month plus . Never ending problem , endless suffering . 6years of friendship turn out to be acting and lies , being close to you just to get popular , calling you bitch behind of your back acting close and good in front of you , being betray , people saying bad things about you behind , spreading bad things about you that are not real . Real r.s from the start til behind it turn out to lies again , broken promises . It's true that we break promise and memories break us but please its enough , I cannot take it anymore . Seen so many people breaking up ended up heart broken or being a heart breaker and I happened to be both ' ended up getting heart broken &amp;amp; ended up being a heart breaker . No much more tears left to be drop , no much more laughter to be hear , no much more good memorise to be share &amp;amp; to be spend . People around changed a lot , seriously a lot . More dark colours been added into 2011 instead of bright colours . More things tend to happen , more trouble tend to look for people , more people getting heart breaking . 2011 , when will you stop all these? 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1GVSHGc0k/TcfzD7sTKpI/AAAAAAAAAXk/qhNYbmD-Jh8/s1600/tumblr_la9thwPMlZ1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1GVSHGc0k/TcfzD7sTKpI/AAAAAAAAAXk/qhNYbmD-Jh8/s1600/tumblr_la9thwPMlZ1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---41L47Ahjg/TcfzC7S3jgI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wgapenMORD4/s1600/4154348906_49782f3c28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello Guys ^^ How are you ?? LAUGHOUTLOUD ! Recently too many things happened , lazy say :X I hoped you keep your promises as in keep the things I have done for you as memories even though you once told me promises are meant to be broken but still please do me the very last favour , keep it . :) Hmmm , Have a good talk with ZhiJian ,&amp;nbsp; I guess , thankgod I am talking to him if not I should be crying alone le bah . I prove , show , wait my love for you , my love to you at the end , I am called a despo by you . Well , thanks a lot for that . If it was not for ZhiJian ,&amp;nbsp; I already cry le bahs , thank you for making me wake up from my stupid dream&amp;nbsp; . I realized You dun worth it at all this time gonna be the last time I post about you le :) I dun blame you uh :) You been hurt before , you been through all these b4 thats why you are now like this , I can understand but just dun do it next time kay ? It hurts , really a lot .&amp;nbsp; In fact , You made me stronger , I wont fall so easily next time round . You said , you already done me a favor by being friends with me , so ya , we are still friends uh ! I have already given up and letting go , so next time no one will annoy you or anything , dun be angry k ! Haaa , Study more , this year important year . Get enough sleep , dun always ton . Talk nicely to your mummy , dun every time like so dulan when talking to her , she meant well for you . What I said , i just want you to be good , so if you dun like or what then I am sorry uhs . Jiayouu for your studies and everything kays ! :D&amp;nbsp; 03/04/20111039 is no longer a special date and timing le . Byesss .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-9112093205278088827?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/9112093205278088827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/be-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/9112093205278088827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/9112093205278088827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/be-strong.html' title='Be strong !'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1GVSHGc0k/TcfzD7sTKpI/AAAAAAAAAXk/qhNYbmD-Jh8/s72-c/tumblr_la9thwPMlZ1qa1akpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-3000532746035308174</id><published>2011-05-04T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:48:27.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>Do you care ? Should I text you ? 10:39♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ_-RaxwJJk/TcGDIjbt2tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ctZvucifI4o/s1600/Itouch+pic+%2521+056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ_-RaxwJJk/TcGDIjbt2tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ctZvucifI4o/s400/Itouch+pic+%2521+056.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Did you take notice of the sms I sent to you ? Did it make a different ? Why did't you reply ? Because its nothing to you or because you dun wanna face it ? For sure , I am gonna stay single , prove to you that , I can stay alone and wait for you . Ohman , I just feel like texting you but I cant . How am I going to stop thinking about you ? Stop missing you ? Today during CL paper , CB sial_|_ write til like give lover de and inside the passage is something I always wanna tell you and how I feel "可能对你来说我只是一个过路客“ It is like this ? Am I just a random stranger that took a longer time to walk pass you ? I hope nope , I hope that its not the fact . My CL paper was funny la , I know , What's more with this " 我会看你好多好多眼，因为我害怕再也见不到你了"&amp;nbsp; This sentence make me realized , I am not done looking at you , I regretted for not looking at you enough , not spending enough time and now I guess , even I want to look at you its only pictures ba. "我会和你说很多很多的话，因为我害怕再也没机会和你聊天" Wth the paper want from me right , I seriously dunno , I regretted not talking to you enough , not saying enough , not being talkative enough , not telling you enough , not telling you how much I love you , I am not done talking and I guess now I want to talk to you also not easy or maybe it will never happen again . Do you miss me when I miss you ? Does the second hit ? Even just once ? Is there any possibility to make you stay ? I am waiting but I am scared , if now I really stop contacting you , what if 21may world ending is real , I will leave the world with regret and I dun want it to happen . Can I text you ? What to text you ? How to text you ? Will you reply ? If you will , what will be your reply ? I am afraid , afraid of the cold reply , the cold text , I am afraid that you will dao me . I know , I am always scare scare scare , like humji yi ge but I dun mind being one . Should I text you ? Imissyouu 10:39&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;. I loved you for 1month and 2days and I am still courting on , how long will this love of mine for you last &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Question "Sometimes , I just wonder , do you read my blog ? " &lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-3000532746035308174?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/3000532746035308174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-care-should-i-text-you-1039.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3000532746035308174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/3000532746035308174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-care-should-i-text-you-1039.html' title='Do you care ? Should I text you ? 10:39♥'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ_-RaxwJJk/TcGDIjbt2tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ctZvucifI4o/s72-c/Itouch+pic+%2521+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-7849010451955840283</id><published>2011-05-03T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:41:04.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>A smile for you , A thousand tears because of you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #999999; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Each time I tell myself not to care , the more I care ,&amp;nbsp; the more I bother .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQUxfX5U1tU/TcADMhZsZdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/hHF_uwN4WX4/s1600/227259_182954128423811_100001276746772_516091_1257190_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQUxfX5U1tU/TcADMhZsZdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/hHF_uwN4WX4/s1600/227259_182954128423811_100001276746772_516091_1257190_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;STSY ! 10:39 , WoAiNi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;! Laughh , can anyone imagine , the one you love all along , hugging another person and sleep , when you ask him , he was like"I want hug someone and sleep also wrong" It is hurtful enough ? Maybe that's guys ? As long as got girls jiu hao le , dun care where the it is the one they love . Or you still do love her just that you say you dont? Last time , you love her so much , it is really possible that you have let go of her? I told you , If you dun love you should not be jealous "If I dun love right" Somehow , does that means you love ? You jealous , does that means you still care? I told you not to look for him , we talk and talk about it until I told you I was in police station you told me"Dun get into trouble " when I told you everything was fine "Next time dun like that" Does that shows you care ? I know I am crazy but I rmb what I told jermaine and grace , if that is the case I dun mind going into police station everyday . I asked you , do you still love "say or dun say also dont matter" At least you never straight tell me , I dun anymore . Everytime , you have something in mind , you care , you mind , you feel insecure , jealous hurt or what , you just dun say , you just dun tell me , you always dun share with me how you feel , I understand why you dun wanna let me know but How am I going to&amp;nbsp; understand&amp;nbsp; you and know how you feel if you dun say? and we always ended up quarreling . I know you will not forgive me for hurting your brothers , I am bitch I have nothing to say other than sorry that I caused all these to happened . I miss you , The last time we talked was saturday night ba , I still rmb you look at me saying that I cant with your BIG EYES , haaahaa:) I miss the way you used to talk to me . Somehow , I just dun dare to look at your eyes or make eyes contact when looking at you or talking to you , I scare that i will cry , I scare that I could not control myself . I know you wont give me any chances anymore but its okay , dear , I am waiting:) I believe , if its meant to be , years later , still will get to be together , if its not , time will let everything pass . Trust me baby , I am waiting , waiting for you to be back .&amp;nbsp; I dunno for next time, for next month next year , next week , I only know , at now , this second this min , this hour ILoveYou&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;, all I want is carry on loving you and be with you . Somehow , somewhat , I just wished you will be by my side now but I know its impossible , A wish is always a wish , a wish will never come true but I still wish you will be mine , laugh , stupid ist ? You stopped replying my text but what can I do ? Nothing . I dunno do you read my blog or what but everything i post its true . Haaa:) Jiayouu for life kayss .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Hello , how are you le ? I know no matter what I do what I ask , I can never make it up the hurt and things I did to you but I am just sorry , I dun expect you to forgive me or what but still takecare . I believe you will find someone greater than me and everyone , you will find someone truly love you just that the right person haven come , the time may not be right . You can hate me if you want , I just wanna say , I did nt plan to hurt you on purpose , I never expect things to turn out to be like this . All I can say is I am Sorry . Duibuqi .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-7849010451955840283?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/7849010451955840283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/smile-for-you-thousand-tears-because-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7849010451955840283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/7849010451955840283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/05/smile-for-you-thousand-tears-because-of.html' title='A smile for you , A thousand tears because of you .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQUxfX5U1tU/TcADMhZsZdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/hHF_uwN4WX4/s72-c/227259_182954128423811_100001276746772_516091_1257190_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-6457342864464806453</id><published>2011-04-26T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:40:41.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>You know what? It only take you 0.07second to say ILoveYou ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6oK7F6-0XM/TbbbRSIx9AI/AAAAAAAAAXE/nhH8tZsAWhA/s1600/216063_204967986193244_100000401336250_633302_3043893_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6oK7F6-0XM/TbbbRSIx9AI/AAAAAAAAAXE/nhH8tZsAWhA/s640/216063_204967986193244_100000401336250_633302_3043893_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER ! :D&amp;nbsp; How was yours ? Mine was great uhh! :D Enjoyed myself with E527&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; ! I was suppose to meet Leron at 2pm at the end , I reached at 3pm&amp;gt;&amp;lt; ! SorryLeron:) ! The drama was super great can ! I laughing crying through out the whole service ._. Silly me , cried suddenly just because I received a prank sms =.=" Fuck it man , should not be cheated so easily&amp;gt;&amp;lt; ! Thankyouu WENJUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; for coming all the way down just to pass me seaweed:) !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; Heehee :) , Have a SUPER GREATTY TIME playing and talking with YUKIKO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; , LERON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; EDMUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; , RAPHAEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; , CHINGYEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; of course with E527&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; ! FINALLY Meet up with &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;MUMMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; , SABRINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; , ESTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; , JIAHUI GF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; ! Thank youu guys for making my day ! Loveyouu guys okayy , WINKWINK ;))&amp;nbsp; !&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;Yesterday went to meet Leron(Y) ! Stupig , so slow uh.__. Make me wait for him at MRT station for so longgy , My whole life , the fourth guy that are late for meeting me&amp;gt;&amp;lt; ! Wang ban dan , tao yan si le ! Okayy la but overall I did enjoy myself with him:P And I make lost my wallet ! :( Left it at the toilet &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Sotong me._. Dun dare tell mummy :( ! Thankyouu kayys , for coming all the way down to Tampines and meet me(Y) ! Hehehe , xiexieni uh:) ! Same dp leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;MAHAHA ! Dun so shy la!:X ! Always so quiet , wo bu xi huan !! :) Haahaa , I updated my blog for you le ! Happy ma !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; Really stupig eh D: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;STSY&lt;/span&gt; , You taught me , never to give in 100% . After so much , I dk you blame me ma or what , but I dun blame you neither am I angry with you or what , just that , I felt disappointed . Hmmm , maybe I expect too much from you or for myself :) Seriously CB la ! Two different story , I am not stupid , I have brain to think kayss =.=" I dunno why am I still missing you , maybe seriously need take time to forget to let go uh . Remember , I did not break my promise but you broke it&amp;nbsp; , I love you but no longer am i showing it. I give up^^ I am tired le:) Heee , Sometimes I really wonder , why do we make a promise that should not be make , why do we still break a promise when the promise are already meant to be broken ? Why do we still love and hold on when we know that the person dun deserve it , the person dun love you ? Why do we forgive , again and again , no matter how many time the person lie ? Why are you still in my mind after so many things happened ? Why am I still crying over it when my tears are going to dry up ? Sometimes , when I think back , I was thinking , if on Saturday , I dun pms , suddenly go back to Church , I dun dixiao go to the stairs , will we still know each other? will we still be like this or everything will change? I never regret knowing you , never regret falling in love with you , never regret being together with you I just regretted for believing you too much , for trusting you with my whole heart. 明明知道，已经没有什么好留恋，好舍不得，好放不下，好去想的，可是为什么还是停留在那一瞬间？知道自己很爱过，有加油过，有试过，有坚持过，为什么还不想放弃？我真的只想知道，你有没有骗我？你到底有没有爱过我？为什么，你对我说的，每次都不是像你对人家说的？爱，对你来说，是什么？我知道，你被伤过，可是这不代表你可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;伤其他人啊！你知不知道，你对人家的欺骗会造成很大很大的伤害？还是，像你说的，你没有，可是如果你没有，为什么你要对大家这样说？我知道再说什么也没用了，再想也挽回不了。我会试着忘记你，放下你的。谢谢你，让我开心过:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-6457342864464806453?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6457342864464806453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-what-it-only-take-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6457342864464806453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6457342864464806453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-what-it-only-take-you.html' title='You know what? It only take you 0.07second to say ILoveYou ♥'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6oK7F6-0XM/TbbbRSIx9AI/AAAAAAAAAXE/nhH8tZsAWhA/s72-c/216063_204967986193244_100000401336250_633302_3043893_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-2898417102371257500</id><published>2011-04-22T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:06:15.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>I feel like giving up ; Yet I am still waiting♥ I missyouu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MfkOlAhhmus/TbEoGg2VEvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/LAMR-KtWPVU/s1600/221882_179442585441632_100001276746772_491971_4525920_n_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MfkOlAhhmus/TbEoGg2VEvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/LAMR-KtWPVU/s1600/221882_179442585441632_100001276746772_491971_4525920_n_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am tired , tired already:(&amp;nbsp; I dun feel like moving forward , doing anything anymore . People get for you present , you still so choosy , Sigghh , I guess you dun even know much much effort I spent on it not just about the money but the effort , I brought at tampines but i went down to far east all the way alone just to apply the word "love" and the time we was together , not even a word of thanks , all I get is just"I dun like blue " Human have feelings , their energy will get use up , so will I , I will get tired too , I am tired already , I dunno what more I can do to prove to you other than waiting . I sms you , you happy then reply , dun want then dun reply . I have feelings , I will get disappointed , I will break down de leh , I am already , I am lost . I really dunno what are you thinking. Do you still love me ? Can let me know ? If you still do , then why still unsure ? cause of what , if you really love someone , why bother so much ? I thought , where the will get hurt or not , you will just want be with that someone you love .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I suddenly have fear in relationship , I am so afraid , my sister just quarrel with bf , i thought her bf love her a lot but i was wrong , I see the way they are behaving , I am scared , I am terrified . Are you still thinking of her? You still love her it is? Do you still miss her? I am sorry but I just cant help myself to stop thinking , stop being jealous , stop crying over it. I just cant stop comparing , she is so pretty , you want her I wont be surprise . Someone told me , you will mind about looks and stuff , I suddenly , gosh , no hope . What's wrong with me? My life , My heart and you ? I need you so badly but do you need me ? Do you want me to be in your life ? Or I am just a passer by , a stranger that stay longer than normal only ? I suddenly realized that , I find that , I am not important to you , just a simple thing can prove it . Ya , to you , i break my promise I am sorry but so did you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bear with your cold shoulders , your cold sms not because I am okay with it , eh I am hurt by it too la but why , what can i do , because I love you what , then I bear with it la , I try to change for the better for you lo . I am not complaining or what but that's really how i feel , I dun want to rush you either but the way you are , your actions , made me worried , even more , day by day , i think even more . If yesterday ,&amp;nbsp; i never talk to pearlyn , maybe I have already give up , she really impact me a lot but I am just too far away from it . I wont give up , I will carry on waiting , waiting for your ans but still I am tired . Maybe I am fated to love you to know you but you are not meant for me? I dunno , seriously fuck my life .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;IMISSYOU , ILOVEYOU , INEEDYOU but where are you ? &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/3319135872393773577-2898417102371257500?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/2898417102371257500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/since-i-cant-see-you-in-my-life-i-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2898417102371257500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2898417102371257500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/since-i-cant-see-you-in-my-life-i-wanna.html' title='I feel like giving up ; Yet I am still waiting♥ I missyouu'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MfkOlAhhmus/TbEoGg2VEvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/LAMR-KtWPVU/s72-c/221882_179442585441632_100001276746772_491971_4525920_n_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-1033350111987305573</id><published>2011-04-20T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T02:37:04.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>Every little things remind me of us , how we used to love ♥</title><content type='html'>Where you now? What are you doing ? I have so many question to ask . Got vomit ? Really never headpain ? Take good care of yourself k . I wanna chat with you , sms with you but your sms short and cold&amp;nbsp; dao wo bu dong yao shuo shen me hao le ._.&amp;nbsp; I want to see you now !&amp;gt;&amp;lt; I want to talk to you , I want to feel your touch on my skin , I want you to kiss my lips , I want a hug from you , I miss youu . Baby , believe in me , give me a chance can ? I know maybe to you I have break it but I am seriously sorry . I am really terrified to lose you , I cannot afford to lose you&amp;nbsp; , I need you badly in my life to add in colours , to make me smile , to make me laugh . Do you miss me ? Am I still important?._. Can we start together?:)&amp;nbsp; If to be with you , I need to cut contact with people around me , I need to change a lot , I need to give in a lot , I dun mind , I really will , just tell me , I will try my best to do it , I may not make it but I promise I will try . Sorry that I break your trust once , forgive me can ? I may not be as good as her but I will do my best , try my best&amp;nbsp; , love you with my whole heart , give in , bear with , I will do if I can , even If i cannot , I also will try my best . Let me prove to you can? I really miss you a lot:(&amp;nbsp; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;K , I am off to bed now , nites everyone:) &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/3319135872393773577-1033350111987305573?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/1033350111987305573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/every-little-things-remind-me-of-us-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/1033350111987305573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/1033350111987305573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/every-little-things-remind-me-of-us-how.html' title='Every little things remind me of us , how we used to love ♥'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5511211178652773195</id><published>2011-04-19T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:23:46.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>我真的很爱你，回来好不好？♥STSY</title><content type='html'>To this someone , I am sorry:) Other than saying sorry , I really dunno what else I can do but I am just sorry. I hurt you in the end , I dun ask for your forgiveness but please dun go think so much . Dun compare k ? You have your good points , dun say that you are not good or what he is better , just that , my heart already belongs to him , he gave me the feeling when no one can give me , I love him a lot . Jiayouu for life and school k? I promise you , we still can be good friends:) You ask me out , I still will go if got friends joining:) I still will reply text , I still will be there for you . I am sorry for my silly mistakes and rush act that hurt you in the end , I know you love me a lot but I am just sorry, I really didt mean for all these to happen . Takecare k :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;STangSY &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IMissYou&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Seriously a lot :) Sometimes , when I miss you , I just wonder , do you miss me too ? ._.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never want to let you go , can you be by my side forever? Because of you , I am willing to reject anyone , I am willing to hurt anyone , I know that's selfish but I dun care , I only care about you , I only love you , I only want you. 对不起，可能你受伤了所以才会&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;这么坚持，可是求你，回来吧，回来好不好？回到我的身边，让我爱你，让我拥有你，好不好？可能我没有她好，还是什么的，还是我伤害过你，可是就给我机会名正言顺地去爱你，去想你，照顾你，爱护你，好不好？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;10:39 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Imissyouu,Iloveyouu,Iwantyouu,Ineedyouu ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="color: red;"&gt;Sigghh .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-5511211178652773195?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5511211178652773195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/imissyou-seriously-lot-sometimes-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5511211178652773195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5511211178652773195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/imissyou-seriously-lot-sometimes-when-i.html' title='我真的很爱你，回来好不好？♥STSY'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-6705110979025490763</id><published>2011-04-17T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:13:23.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorries'/><title type='text'>What's with that ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;对不起对不起对不起，我只会说对不起，真的对不起，我不是故意的，真的不是。&lt;br /&gt;我知道你很爱我，可是我真的很爱他，我忘不了他，不管他再过分不管他做什么，我就是爱他。&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有玩你，我说过我们试试看可是我真的不能，不能不爱他，对不起。我知道我很没用，我很麻烦，我把你们给搞乱了。我只会哭，什么都不懂，对不起。我不知道为什么自己会这么爱他，可是，我真的不能失去他我不想失去他，他真的很重要。不要说什么你没有他好，你有，你比他好很多很多，只是我的心已经早在很久以前就放在他那里，拿不回来了。不管他做什么，我也没关系，我可以原谅，一直原谅，我只要他爱我。我知道，我把你们，把事情做得很难看。可是，我真的不是故意的，是我对不起你，可是。。你真的很好很好好到不能再好，只是我爱的人是他。对不起，对不起，对不起。不要说你不怪我好不好？我会更难受，我情愿你怪我。对不起，当作我自私吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;我好想哭，你人在哪里？我很想你很想很想你。我不想失去你，对不起可是我真的很爱你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Iamafraidoffeelingfade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/3319135872393773577-6705110979025490763?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/6705110979025490763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-with-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6705110979025490763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/6705110979025490763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-with-that.html' title='What&apos;s with that ?'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-8737606111377573781</id><published>2011-04-13T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T01:35:51.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His-troy♥'/><title type='text'>I am too tired to smile♥ ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Should I give it a try and give you a chance? Maybe I should?:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Honestly , Stuck between 4person , I really dunno how to choose and what to do .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I dun wanna hurt anyone at any point of time . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;MAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!CHANGED BLOGLINK BLOGSKINS !! I am loving i♥t &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/3319135872393773577-8737606111377573781?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/8737606111377573781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-too-tired-to-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8737606111377573781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/8737606111377573781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-too-tired-to-smile.html' title='I am too tired to smile♥ ,'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5441523683562997609</id><published>2011-04-11T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T01:48:39.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>You break my heart and it is now broken . What you want more ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suP7oF8lX3g/TaLAL1vmVLI/AAAAAAAAAVc/o0DAgcQCcbw/s1600/tumblr_l93pggooiO1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suP7oF8lX3g/TaLAL1vmVLI/AAAAAAAAAVc/o0DAgcQCcbw/s1600/tumblr_l93pggooiO1qa1akpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone is telling me that silent break is not good , I still tio say by your brother=.=" Sighhh !!! Fuckkyyy My life upsidedown la ._. !! Wth you want like seriously ? Be couple until like shit , I give up le , want be siblings you ignore , Ignore sms , Ingnore request , GO AND IGNORE ALL YOU WANT LA !! When we are together , you make me feel like I am not important , I feel insecure , you feel fan , you cant have a peaceful night , now you can have all you want what . You are the one that said I am your sister then I listed you as my brother , you ignore for fuck ? I sms you , you dun reply my msg . Now you can just go for her , go til how far you want , queenways , sengkang , you want go Malaysia also nth to do with me anymore , You done me no wrong , you are free from me . Now is like , I am single or what I dun even know , you just dun reply sms , The problem also end already then why are you still avoiding sms ?? I ended it because I want the both of us to be happy , I dun want to make things ugly , I want to talk crap , joke , play with you still that's why but if you carry on like that , then got what use ? You said you dun like stead to post on your wall then now we are not already what , o.O why still remove my post ? What you want , Can you just tell me ? Dun make me guess til my head going BOMB out can ? Yes , I admit , I still love you , I still cant let go but I give up on this relationship ba , I dun see a point in it . Can you just be like a guy ? CHeer up , facebook statues dun so sad le , If you put in effort , she will understand de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; JIayouu :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;WINKWINK ;)) I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO RUSSELL BIRTHDAYY !!! :PP&lt;/span&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/3319135872393773577-5441523683562997609?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5441523683562997609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-break-my-heart-and-it-is-now-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5441523683562997609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5441523683562997609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-break-my-heart-and-it-is-now-broken.html' title='You break my heart and it is now broken . What you want more ?'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suP7oF8lX3g/TaLAL1vmVLI/AAAAAAAAAVc/o0DAgcQCcbw/s72-c/tumblr_l93pggooiO1qa1akpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-2817413412399753120</id><published>2011-04-09T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T21:08:33.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>Weak in the inside , Strong in the outside .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Been a long time since I blog . Hahaha , What is love ? What is relationship? What is happiness ? What are words you say when you dun mean it ? What is true ? What is giving when you receive is all hurts , lies , cheating . What's the point for two person to be together and ended like shit ? If you love her then go for her , dun tell me you dun , your friends and your facebook is already fucking obvious ! You miss her then go look for her la , you said that I giving you lj attitude , is you come out so many patten then I will give you attitude right .I never say you cnt miss her or what leh but is like you post on facebook so big , hello , i have eyes I am not blind , I cannot pretend I dunno anything , if you silently tell others I know I can pretend to be a blur sotong , you post all these you got spare a thought for me not ? You admit you miss her but you got no fucking feelings for her anymore ? wth you talking about ? You fill my heart with pain , eyes with tears , life with lies . You know that the reason we nearly break is because I saw the post but you like dun give a damm la hor , still keep on posting , I like your statues , you list me under your sister , you will run away ,&amp;nbsp; then run la run faster run far far dun come back liao la , if that is the case , what's the point of being together? You know how hurt am I not , i bet you dun . You say my skirt short , i make it long , you make me wait for you , I bear with it , you dun like girls make up , i go out with you that time i dun make up , you say my shirt the cloth too Little , i throw away i dun wear , you give me cold shoulders , I bear with it . If it was the past Nico , you think she will uh? wait long long jiu you la . I did so much for you , cant you feel my love? I dun expect you to buy me this , give me that , I just want you to love me like how much i love you i just want you to stop hurting me , it is that hard? Since you still love her then why be together with me ? In the first place , if you cant confirm your feelings towards me then dun ask me to be together with you . You said that you thought of me leaving you for another but now you are the one letting go of my love for her . At the end , you prove me right , you still cant let go of her , you still love her . At the end , you prove me wrong , I thought&amp;nbsp; I can trust you but no , your words are just lies . You know that I got read your facebook one then you still post such things , obviously you never even think of me when you post it , if I am really important , you do love me a littel , you still bother to care , you still treat me as your girl , you wont do such things because you know I will be hurt . Is now obviously the problem on you but you say til like is my fault , eh please la , you say you want peaceful night , I never say cnt leh , you just need to tell me , if I quarrelling then the person stop replying of course the next thing is spam la and force the person to face it la , if you are willing to talk to me let me confront you , I need do til so tough everyday spam spam spam ma ? need to the moment my hp ring then heart and there pump super fast at there thinking dunno who reply dun dare see msg ma . still nearly tio bang down by car , standing at the wrong side&amp;nbsp; , blurqueen the car driving towards me i also dunno . You make me feel that if she tell you she want you , you will just turn back to her and let go of me . If yes then say now , dun hold on to me just because you are not tgt with her . I do love you a lot a lot maybe even more than you can expect but I dun want things to carry on , like a never ending , please I am human I got feelings I will feel hurt , I am not cold blooded , I will get tired too , I am tired of asking and asking , maybe you did put in effort I can feel I can see it too but you are just making me feel that , I am your replacement of her . You still love her so much , what for be with me ? If you dun want others to know we together then what for ask me to&amp;nbsp; be with you&amp;nbsp; , just stay single la if so ma huan . I am tired of crying day and night , thinking of what to do where to go and my eyes is swollen but so what? You make me feel that , if I want break also mean nothing to you , Sometimes , I feel that I mean something to you , I am important sometimes you make me feel that I am just a passer by . I love you , the more I dun want to be hurt by the one i truly love , seriously la hor , very pain , I cannot take it anymore . What's now? You left me with no reply again , You posted on facebook such things , if that is the case , straight away tell me break tell me byebye la , why still drag on it ? dun be with someone when you cnnt even sure of your own feelings , dun make me fall so deep le ended up come out with so many patten . If you want break , You want let go of me , Please Just say if not stop doing all these , it is really hurting me . I love you really really a lot a lot , I want to see you happy , If being with her , you are happy then why not . Be sure of your own feelings please dear , if not next time , you will be the one suffering le not me le . I dunno what to say le . sigh . tears can you just stop dropping for awhile . Please? Thankyou for making me happy once , letting me be your girl once , letting me feel your love once , letting me heard your sorry once , thanks for everything , the love and pain you gave to me:) I love you but I guess time to end maybe , Jiayouu and if you really love her , then go for it la but&amp;nbsp; promise me dun break her heart , dun make her feel insecure dun ended up be like me , must be happy , the last thing you can do for me :) If you still want me then stop what you are doing stop hurting me if not must as well just end it .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-2817413412399753120?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/2817413412399753120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/weak-in-inside-strong-in-outside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2817413412399753120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/2817413412399753120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/weak-in-inside-strong-in-outside.html' title='Weak in the inside , Strong in the outside .'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5710483741655990625</id><published>2011-04-05T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T07:30:02.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>I Still Love You No Matter What ♥ ! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgq-GYn8Oc/TZsnWE_EGKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/yS_DxnLnXhU/s1600/tumblr_l6o0vlg6Zz1qcgbhco1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgq-GYn8Oc/TZsnWE_EGKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/yS_DxnLnXhU/s1600/tumblr_l6o0vlg6Zz1qcgbhco1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;-  I am a normal human being , I do cry , mind , upset ,  care , angry , disappointed ,  emo , insecure , that's my weakness , that's my bad points but please  forgive me because I love youu &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;I promise , I will try my best to change , change for the better , change for you . I am sorry but I just dunno why , maybe I am thinking too much , I believe time can prove everything&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="th"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;" I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="th"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt; ShawnTangSIngYang ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Korea"당신을 사랑합니다"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Chinese "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="zh-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我爱你"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="zh-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Japan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ja"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;私&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;は&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;あなたを&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;愛して"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ja"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Thai "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="th"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;ฉันรักเธอ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ja"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="th"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-5710483741655990625?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5710483741655990625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-still-love-you-no-matter-what-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5710483741655990625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5710483741655990625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-still-love-you-no-matter-what-d.html' title='I Still Love You No Matter What ♥ ! :D'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgq-GYn8Oc/TZsnWE_EGKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/yS_DxnLnXhU/s72-c/tumblr_l6o0vlg6Zz1qcgbhco1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-5028460761437991418</id><published>2011-04-03T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:11:20.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:39pm♥'/><title type='text'>- Please dun break my heart and never let this love of mine go , ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPyyDXHRY2k/TZiqK1VUTRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Jd-IEtoXbi4/s1600/morethenyou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPyyDXHRY2k/TZiqK1VUTRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Jd-IEtoXbi4/s1600/morethenyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03/04/2011 10:39pm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Please dun break this little heart of mine ~&amp;nbsp; I may be strong on the outside , I can take it to all cuts , bang&amp;nbsp; knock , fall , even bleeding blood outside I am always fine but I am really weak in the inside , I cannot take it to be hurt in any other ways - Protect my heart ♥ .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I say "nvm" there's always a reason behind it . When I laugh til like really mad means deep down I am really upset . When I just say a word "okay" it is because I left with no words . I will feel insecure easily but please forgive me for that . I am sorry that until now , I dunno why , I can feel your love but yet still , I still cant believe that you really love me . I am looking forward to every min , every second , every hour and every moment that we are going to spend together . Last of all , I lovee youu♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3319135872393773577-5028460761437991418?l=thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/feeds/5028460761437991418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/please-dun-break-my-heart-and-never-let.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5028460761437991418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3319135872393773577/posts/default/5028460761437991418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelongestpasser-by.blogspot.com/2011/04/please-dun-break-my-heart-and-never-let.html' title='- Please dun break my heart and never let this love of mine go , ♥'/><author><name>Nico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09257502739013948133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPyyDXHRY2k/TZiqK1VUTRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Jd-IEtoXbi4/s72-c/morethenyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3319135872393773577.post-7835502978149024552</id><published>2011-03-20T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T06:34:55.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥'/><title type='text'>MARRIAGE♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oQvLsmgUXuk/TYdT8056AxI/AAAAAAAAAT4/TDD9EuUx-JA/s1600/tumblr_lcjsr4N39j1qbpwzeo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oQvLsmgUXuk/TYdT8056AxI/AAAAAAAAAT4/TDD9EuUx-JA/s400/tumblr_lcjsr4N39j1qbpwzeo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YqUyFSKX1w0/TYYNBplVKoI/AAAAAAAAATo/ek9Dmz4E_K8/s1600/198075_10150107552446379_563556378_6560562_2453028_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;To those who are married, .. Not married .. and&lt;br /&gt;soon to be married, I hope you will be touched with this story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and&lt;br /&gt;said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.&lt;br /&gt;Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know&lt;br /&gt;what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly,&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the&lt;br /&gt;chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't&lt;br /&gt;talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what&lt;br /&gt;had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory&lt;br /&gt;answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just&lt;br /&gt;pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated&lt;br /&gt;that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent&lt;br /&gt;ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for&lt;br /&gt;her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I&lt;br /&gt;had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of&lt;br /&gt;me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a&lt;br /&gt;kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several&lt;br /&gt;weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something&lt;br /&gt;at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell&lt;br /&gt;asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not&lt;br /&gt;care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want&lt;br /&gt;anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a&lt;br /&gt;life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a&lt;br /&gt;month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken&lt;br /&gt;marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to&lt;br /&gt;recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of&lt;br /&gt;our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going&lt;br /&gt;crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd&lt;br /&gt;request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and&lt;br /&gt;thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to&lt;br /&gt;face the divorce, she said scornfully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was&lt;br /&gt;explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we&lt;br /&gt;both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy&lt;br /&gt;in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to&lt;br /&gt;the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in&lt;br /&gt;my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about&lt;br /&gt;the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside&lt;br /&gt;the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the&lt;br /&gt;office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my&lt;br /&gt;chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I&lt;br /&gt;hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she&lt;br /&gt;was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair&lt;br /&gt;was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I&lt;br /&gt;wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy&lt;br /&gt;returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was&lt;br /&gt;growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry&lt;br /&gt;her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me&lt;br /&gt;stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few&lt;br /&gt;dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my&lt;br /&gt;dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so&lt;br /&gt;thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her&lt;br /&gt;heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out.&lt;br /&gt;To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an&lt;br /&gt;essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer&lt;br /&gt;and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I&lt;br /&gt;might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her&lt;br /&gt;hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;&lt;br /&gt;it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held&lt;br /&gt;her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I&lt;br /&gt;held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked&lt;br /&gt;intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the&lt;br /&gt;door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked&lt;br /&gt;upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not&lt;br /&gt;want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have&lt;br /&gt;a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I&lt;br /&gt;won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I&lt;br /&gt;didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each&lt;br /&gt;other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on&lt;br /&gt;our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed&lt;br /&gt;the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my&lt;br /&gt;wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and&lt;br /&gt;wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I&lt;br /&gt;run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a&lt;br /&gt;relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the&lt;br /&gt;bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot&lt;br /&gt;give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend&lt;br /&gt;and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a&lt;br /&gt;real happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you just might save a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they&lt;br /&gt;were to success when they gave up.&lt;br /&gt;Add a caption&lt;br /&gt;To those who are married, .. 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