<?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-7453604</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:55:38.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y cAnT mY hEaRt tELL mE wHeRe tO gO...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-112014182395721575</id><published>2005-06-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T22:30:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really feel like crying in ur arms...five minutes will do...jus five minutes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-111945313523639751</id><published>2005-06-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:12:57.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo xi wang ni nen duo kan wo ji yen...&lt;/em&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/7453604-111945313523639751?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111945313523639751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111945313523639751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a simple word indeed but yet not many people are able to do it..it may seems as if reflecting in oneself being able to do his/her own things, making their own decisions, staying alone, etc...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but...u will only know when u will achieve it when u know the feeling from your loved ones..u may be away from them, not being on the same land with them but at the same time, they are still able to feel that u are safe over there, and no need to  worry anything about you....that's when u are really so called &lt;em&gt;independent&lt;/em&gt; i guess...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111897765490038111?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-111897633697412281</id><published>2005-06-17T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:47:33.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the last sentence was so not true~~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111897633697412281?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111897633697412281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111897633697412281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111897633697412281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111897633697412281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/06/keys-to-your-heartyou-are-attracted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111882086637806456</id><published>2005-06-15T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T15:34:26.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i see the importance of me in u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111882086637806456?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111882086637806456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111882086637806456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111882086637806456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111882086637806456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-see-importance-of-me-in-u.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111745976483931085</id><published>2005-05-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:32:09.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is my first day of work at sim lim again..not really used to it cos too many brands in the market nowadays...and somehow i feel retarded suddenly, kept dropping things la or forget this or that, guess i'm too nervous...hmm...seems to be lost of words all the time, can't talk fluently and lack of confidence..haha..even one of my customers asked me if today is my first day of work...see!!! so peiseh even my customer knows...grrr...and most of my sales are closed by other people...feel so helpless and so not cut out for this job suddenly...hope tml will be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to johor last friday...went to celebrate dear's fourth sis's youngest son's one yrs old birthday...the baby is so CUTE!!!!!!! hehee...flabby cheeks, small limbs, cheeky smile...oh my god!! he's really very cute!!! hee...even his eldest son is oso cute...both got dimples somemore...hee...will upload some pics if i got them from dear...actually my trip there was supposed to be a day but ended up delaying for another day cos the time was abit rush and they decided to go Danga Bay that evening...and dear's parents and eldest's sis's two sons were there too...and they actually came to singapore with us...but they will be goin back tml...and......and....dear will be back with them to johor a few days too...sigh...(actually i kinda sense it already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus read my cousin's blog...talking bout true love and unreturned love...in other words, love the other half with all u can and not expecting any in return den that's true love...love...love...what a word...what will the world be without that...why do we people yearning so much bout it...it's controlling us...or i should say we allow it to control us..sigh...whenever i talk bout it, i jus dun wish to talk more...duno y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la...gonna rest...somehow something jus spoil my mood suddenly...duno what...and dun wish to find out...jus no mood all of sudden...maybe tired ...zZZ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111745976483931085?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111745976483931085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111745976483931085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~lost the sense of doin things~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mOsT iMpTLy, feel like gonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~lost the sense of me too....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus read a mail:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the five simple rules to be happy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;free your heart from hatred.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;free ur mind from worries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;live simply&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;give more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;expect less&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm...how true is this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111703257817012254?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111703257817012254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111703257817012254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111703257817012254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111703257817012254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/05/lost-sense-of-thinking-lost-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111656744263253115</id><published>2005-05-20T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T13:37:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as what i expected and as what i predicted...think my path of life is gonna be hard the next half year...jus hope i can cope well with the upcoming pressure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i need u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111656744263253115?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111656744263253115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111656744263253115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111656744263253115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111656744263253115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/05/as-what-i-expected-and-as-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111653736446699364</id><published>2005-05-20T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T05:20:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;lookin at my hp clock rite now, it's already about 430 in the morning...guess the night is still kinda young for me..cos my eyes didn't feel a tinge of tireness..it's still widely open... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, stopped watching vcd for an hour ago...a nice drama indeed somehow made me think of the ugly duckling story...still got six more discs to go...gonna finish it by tml...and greedy me, actually asked hui to lend me another set of drama tml...taiwan drama that's what she said...*thinking what's it bout*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ lAo sHu aI dA mI ~~ that's the song i'm listening to it right now...very cUtE N very sWeEt song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml will be a big day...and tml morning or afternoon(depends when it will come out) will determine the rEsT_oF_tHe_dAy_mOoD...good or bad we shall see...but kinda expected just wanna see the real thing to verify my intuition..hmm...no further comment on that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;...gnikniht fo u thgir won...nehw lliw u eb kcab...i lliw eb thgir ereh gnitiaw rof u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111653736446699364?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111653736446699364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111653736446699364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111653736446699364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111653736446699364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/05/lookin-at-my-hp-clock-rite-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111643312484136183</id><published>2005-05-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:21:59.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wO hAo xIaNg nI, nI kE zHi dAo mA.....&lt;/strong&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/7453604-111643312484136183?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111566943729485194?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111566943729485194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111566943729485194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111566943729485194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111566943729485194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/05/aphroditeeros-which-of-greek-gods-are.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111454123562124583</id><published>2005-04-27T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T03:41:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the plane has just took off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have chose to go ahead with ur own direction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never get lost again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget about the love that we once had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget about the hurt that i once did to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;learn to be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you did alot of sacrifies for me but i did not know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from drifting away from ur friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to giving up all your goals and dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it seems nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only i think from your point of view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you had already lost hope gradually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you give me one more chance to love you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will listen carefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every words you say to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will control my temper in order not to make you sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and definitely cherish you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please believe that my heart still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want a turnback of everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;go back to the past to mend that hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there's no such thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what can be done to stop these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i regret that i once hurt you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no more next time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why would we only feel sad when we lost it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever you are by my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;always being there for me secretly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;always for my wrongdoings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss the chance to have something so precious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;letting your heart that once landed on mine to drift away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you give me one more chance to love you again&lt;br /&gt;i will listen carefully&lt;br /&gt;every words you say to me&lt;br /&gt;i will control my temper in order not to make you sad&lt;br /&gt;and definitely cherish you&lt;br /&gt;please believe that my heart still love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~a very nice song from B.A.D ," wO dE cUo"~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111454123562124583?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-111450165127095733</id><published>2005-04-26T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:16:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my heart is being drilled...who will mend this hole for me...who...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111450165127095733?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111450165127095733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111450165127095733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wEi wEi - jIaWoEi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF: nOt bEnG aBle tO eXpReSs mYsELf wELL- bLuR - nO sElF eStEeM..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:mY pHoNe - mY pHoNe - sTiLL mY pHoNe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:sHiRt - sHoRtS- mY sPeCs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS PRESENTLY:~wO dE cUo~ bY B.A.D - ~tOnG hUa~ bY gUaNg LiAnG- ~fOrEvEr LoVe~ bY LeE hOm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:mAybE cHaNgE tHe oUtLoOk oF tHiS bLoG - gO bAcK wItH hIm- LeArN tO cOoK ...hee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEALS TO YOU:eYes- gEnTLeMaN, mAnNeR iN oThEr wOrDs - sMiLe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO: tOo mAnY tO LiSt oUt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:tHiNk, mOvIeS- n dEfIntELy mEeTiNg mY dEaR =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REAL BADLY RIGHT NOW:hAv a bReAk aWaY fRoM eVeRyThInGs - cUt mY hAiR - sEe mY dEaR tHoUgH i sAw hIm alrEaDy haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 CAREERS YOU ARE CONSIDERING: hAvEn tOt oF iT b4..tEaChInG? some work in aIrPoRt??haha..sEe hOw iT gOeS...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:jApAn- kOrEa - hK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 KIDS NAMES: nOt sUrE...wHeN i hAv kIdS dEn sAy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 Most Visited Websites :fRiEnDsTeR, bLoG, mAiL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOP 3 Favourite Food :sUsHi - LaKsA - fRiEd oYsTeR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOP 3 indoor activities :oNLiNe - zZZ - tAlKiNg oN pHoNe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOP 3 Outdoor activities :mOvIeS - eAt - wAlkInG aImLeSsLy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOP 3 Major Expenses :fOoD - dEsIrEs - nO mOrE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 Favourite Hangout Place:mY rOoM- aIrPoRt - cInEmA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 Things You Do Everyday:sToNe - sMsInG - tHiNkInG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 Favourite Colours :wHiTe - bLaCk - bLuE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 Annoying Things/Persons:pPLe wHo tELL LiEs - pPLe wHo r aRroGaNt - pPLe wHo oNLy cArE fOr tHeMsELvEs aNd nEvEr tOt oF oThErs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 MSN Messenger chatmates:nIcKy - LyNn - dOn't rEaLLy cHaT aLoT..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 Persons You Miss Most:cHiLdcArE kIdS- tHoSe kIds i tAuGht iN pEi cHiNg..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 3 Persons You Hate Most: dOn'T kNoW...nOt sUrE..y hAtE jUs iGnOrE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111449773797704392?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111449773797704392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111449773797704392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111449773797704392'/><link 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good place to pour out my thoughts...well, actually there's alot of hidden blogs here and there...but bleh =p, u guys dun get to see it cos jus wanna write it and keep it to myself .....but jus wanna say, go try to get a blog if u have not...sigh...after bloggin must head back to notes...but my eyes are dropping..sigh...feel like slpping...slppin?? studying?? slpping? hmm..hard to decide...sigh...k la...gotta stop here...nitez ntiez peeps... -_________-"'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111427700837577305?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111427700837577305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111427700837577305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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happens...but then, pple usually overlook it and take things for granted...hmm.."treasure what u have when they still around before u regret when u lose them.."- this is the msn nick for alot of my frenz nowadays...ironic huh...when u have them, u dun cherish it...only when they start drifting away from u den u regret the importance of them...think that's human nature...so...DUN TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED!!! treasure the surrounding people when they r still around or beside u...really really treasure them....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our life lies in our hands...our own destiny is created by us...what we are goin to do next time is all dependent on us....it's all dependent on whether we want to make the first move to fight for it...if u think that by sitting there and feel that any advices will drop from the sky den u better wake up cos they dun... -&gt; advice for myself too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111427645508108827?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111427645508108827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111427645508108827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111427645508108827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111427645508108827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-things-r-jus-not-seem-what.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111419016373517280</id><published>2005-04-23T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T01:16:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY DEAR!!!!&lt;/strong&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/7453604-111419016373517280?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111419016373517280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111419016373517280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111419016373517280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111419016373517280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-22nd-birthday-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111390887427458405</id><published>2005-04-19T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T19:07:54.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only there's a special ability of reading one's mind in us...hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111390887427458405?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111390887427458405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111390887427458405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111390887427458405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111390887427458405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/04/if-only-theres-special-ability-of.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111344824098548689</id><published>2005-04-14T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T15:31:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..tml will be the starting of my exam...first paper - maths...gosh...and guess what i deamt of last night...i was in a school which looks like my primary school and i was taking maths exam...i was doin halfway and the next moment i knew was handing up the paper already(think i doze off during the exam..) and i remembered i only did like half of all the questions..and right after that, i went to the toilet..i have to practically search the whole school just to find one toilet and wow, the toilet looks grand..hmm, not so grand actually...but it's like egyptian furnishing everywhere in there...very different from what's outside...and....and....i woke up....now still panting away...hmm, what a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, people( if there's anyone reading) got to go already...got to head back to my notes...sigh...tml exam...haha..tkcare...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the radio from class 95 is playing &lt;em&gt;" feel in heaven"&lt;/em&gt; by Eric Clapton..nice but sad, heart-warming song..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111344824098548689?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111344824098548689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111344824098548689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111344824098548689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111344824098548689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111314629512096778</id><published>2005-04-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T23:18:15.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y am i alwayz making people worry...y am i alwayz making people upset...sigh...grow up girl!!! please!!! wake up and lead a reality world!!! don't stay put in ur dream!!! time to wake up ...please...i beg u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those past recordings from u are my medicine to my thoughts...when will i get another one from u again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111314629512096778?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111314629512096778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111314629512096778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111314629512096778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111314629512096778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/04/y-am-i-alwayz-making-people-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111262586511821625</id><published>2005-04-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:44:25.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can foresee it...it's coming...it's reallly coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111262586511821625?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111262586511821625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111262586511821625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111262586511821625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111262586511821625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-can-foresee-it.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111220543589207892</id><published>2005-03-31T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T02:00:38.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"i'm drawing back...drawing back to my cave...my usual cave where i used to protect myself...and gonna lock myself up there and throw away the keys...so that no one can find it...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111220543589207892?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111220543589207892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111220543589207892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111220543589207892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111220543589207892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-drawing-back.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111215303790232558</id><published>2005-03-30T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T11:23:57.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...now in school...doin my presentation for tml...we finished most of out slides already but not yet rehearse...sigh...why!!! i don't like presentation...hate standing in front of everyone and speak aloud...cos i hate talking!!! hmm...okie, i don't really hate talking ...jus that i not used to speaking in front of so many people...i sure will stutter, shiver and get nervous...jus hope everything will go fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...exam coming lol...finally...in two to three weeks time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k...gonna go do my work already...take care peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111215303790232558?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111215303790232558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111215303790232558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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believe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111139786650699426?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111139786650699426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111139786650699426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111139786650699426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111139786650699426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/03/sun-will-shine-brightly-one-day-again.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111116335550356018</id><published>2005-03-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T00:29:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clouds are blurring the sight of the sky...raindrops gradually drop down too....pitter patter pitter patter...soon, it's raining heavily...zZZzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111116335550356018?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-111070320568186429</id><published>2005-03-13T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T16:40:05.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bOO</title><content type='html'>boooo...haiz...i'm bored!!! extremely bored...don't wish to touch any books...had phobia in them...i miss someone... ya...i am missing him somehow... * thinkin of you rite now..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111070320568186429?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111070320568186429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111070320568186429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111070320568186429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111070320568186429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/03/boo.html' title='bOO'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-111061609445373615</id><published>2005-03-12T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T16:29:33.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>niiiiccceee....chocolate..hehee...having a craving now..yummy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=niiiiccceee....chocolate..hehee...having a craving now..yummy..=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/kindofchocolatequiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr2/milk-chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111061609445373615?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111061609445373615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111061609445373615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cOnTiNuEd=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry peeps, hasn't been bloggin lately...wanted to find a new skin for it before i start bloggin but somehow i cant really see a nice one so i will be using this old one at the meantime..so bear with it k..hee..and i will blog more often too...hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's been a month and five days since i last blog..alot of things happened i guess..happy moments, sad and tearing moments, anxiety moments, sianz-ing moments, depression moments, alot alot...mixed feelings..but i'm not goin to ponder over those things anymore..afterall what's done cant be undone, what's being hurt or left over cant be erased too..but i will definitely keep all the happy and sweet moments in my mind and throw away all those sad one..and jus hope that better moments will come after me and add on to the rest and also hope that my motivation on studies will faster linger me or better still, cling onto me...cos exam around the corner lol..sad rite...and for this sem, it will somehow last for four weeks...ya!!! four weeks!!! four entire weeks of muggin, burrying myself in my notes...NO!!!! cant i surrender...sob...nah...i cant...haiz...jus face it and pray hard it will jus past by me quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...now dear and hui are busy with the IT SHOW...hmm...tink only hui ba...haha..cos dear kept complaining to me that he's very sianz and bored there cos he's only being ask to explain the upcoming new product, road navigation thingy for the car...that thing is quite cool actually..u jus need to some sort of key in ur starting point and ur destination road and it will display how to go about to ur final destination..u can also watch movie, listen music using that...hmm..advanced technology...whereas for hui, she's extremely extremely busy there...she's in charge of cashier thingy and everytime i go to her booth, there's hardly a time i can really talk to her...hahaa...but it's good cos that means good business...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...right now i'm downloading a song...nice song from the taiwan drama series, lavender...title, Xing Fu De Shun Jian by Xu Shao Yang...highly recommended...esp the lyrics..very meaningful...hmm..will be goin to the exhibition there later to help dear take pictures but will not goin to tell him..hmm this scenario sounds familiar...very familiar..went down to see someone but not goin to tell him i'm there..hmm...tink only he will know what i'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays!! i'm yearning for long holidays!!! i'm urging for long long break away from school! away from notez, tutorials!! i got alot of things i wanna do...&lt;br /&gt;- learning how to make my own earrings&lt;br /&gt;- drawing&lt;br /&gt;- read lots of books&lt;br /&gt;- learn to cook alot of food&lt;br /&gt;- goin on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;- earn some money&lt;br /&gt;- accompany my dear&lt;br /&gt;- hoping can get a course i want&lt;br /&gt;- etc etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa...ambitious me...but somehow i tink i will only fulfill some only...hahaa...keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la..gonna stop here...to be continued again...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* wHeN tHe cLoCk sTrUck tWeLvE, eVeRyThInG wILL tUrN bAcK tO rEaLiTy..*&lt;br /&gt;*fAiRyTaLeS nEvEr eXiSt, wHaT i uSeD tO bELiEvEd iS jUsT dUe tO mE bEiNg sO nAiVe, sAd iSn'T iT...tHaT wHaT lIfE iS aLL aBoUt..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rEaLiTY vS mE&lt;br /&gt;mAtUrItY vS mE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-111061451660871861?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/111061451660871861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=111061451660871861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111061451660871861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/111061451660871861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-be-continued.html' title='tO bE cOnTiNuEd'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110770628551297413</id><published>2005-02-07T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T00:11:25.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's tormenting...but all i can do is wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110770628551297413?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110770628551297413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110770628551297413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110770628551297413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110770628551297413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-tormenting.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110666698537620864</id><published>2005-01-25T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T00:32:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diLeMma</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=diLeMma=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..jus read one of my fren's blog...quite interesting... about the things that she actually wanted to do...and so coincidently, some of the things that she wrote are what i would like to do too hee..well, guess everyone has some urge in doing certain things but sometimes it's just due to certain reasons that's stopping them from doing it...but i do feel ironic sometimes, it seems like we are not leading a life that we want...we are just merely or should say blindly following what's_so_called_the_right_path of life...but to think bout it, if there's no control of those desires that we had in our mind, this world is gonna be in a great chaos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110666698537620864?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110666698537620864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110666698537620864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110666698537620864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110666698537620864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/01/dilemma.html' title='diLeMma'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110614791710080174</id><published>2005-01-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T23:23:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=dIsApPoInTeD=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not angry with anyone, i'm jus frustrated about &lt;strong&gt;MYSELF&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110614791710080174?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-110611941810685440</id><published>2005-01-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T23:20:50.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=bOrEd!!!!=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored....super bored now...in school library waiting for the time to pass...wanted to do tutorial but brought the wrong sets of tutorial questions and notez...wanted to read my notes too but feeling very tired, eyes closing, mind cant concentrate at all so gonna take a break and online a while ...haha...but my short while will alwayz end up a long one....keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...sigh...tml nic, hui and selene will be having another stayover at hui's house...i want to go!!!....but as usual, the problem alwayz lies with my mum...she will alwayz nag especially goin out during sch days...guess parents are like this...minor things they will exaggerate till a major one...how can!!! hmm...now i dun even dare to open my mouth to ask her for permission cos i scare she will not only say no but carry on with her naggin..hmm..as people grow older they tend to nag even more, dun u think so??..hehe...k...i should ji kou de if not next time i will also be like her...hehee...keke...=p hmm...still hoping i can go...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year is coming...soon...but i didn't feel exctied and not even very happy...hmm...jus feeling as if it's like a normal day for me...hmm..y is this so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k...goin off now...tired...sianz....sigggggghhhhhh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110611941810685440?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110611941810685440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110611941810685440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110611941810685440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110611941810685440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/01/bored-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110500953738335618</id><published>2005-01-06T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T19:05:37.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;when u r sad, i feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;when u r happy, i feel the joy&lt;br /&gt;but i jus hope i can feel more joy than pain so that i know you r happy more than u r sad....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110500953738335618?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110500953738335618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110500953738335618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110500953738335618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110500953738335618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/01/when-u-r-sad-i-feel-pain-when-u-r.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110500214028884846</id><published>2005-01-06T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:06:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling kinda useless sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what should i do to make u happy...it's really saddening to see u like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110500214028884846?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110500214028884846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110500214028884846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110500214028884846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110500214028884846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/01/feeling-kinda-useless-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110491241823655585</id><published>2005-01-05T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:07:40.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=nEw yEaR=</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=nEw yEaR=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess nicky has jus reached Hong Kong or still on her way there...didn't manage to send my regards to her before she left cos i was still sleeping and in a daze when reading her msges this morning...well, take care on ur way there ya girl, bon voyage!! have a great time there too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting on a new year wor...and school has started for me already....it's the third day of school and i'm still in my holiday mood..haha...ya, it's alwayz like that whenever i have holz..and it's even so when i only need to attend a few lessons for each day this week cos our tutorials will only be starting next week...and guess what our phy lecturer already told us..he said that we will be having our first continuous assessment during valentine day!! how can!! no!!..what a day to have test...this sem...will be quite an "interesting" one i guess...with subjects like computing and effective communication..hmm...just hope that it wont be as dry and boring as last sem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last trip to malaysia with my dear was really a different experience..high mountains, long and endless road, plantations and low rising kampong houses...not bad actually...life was peaceful and quiet but it would be a little bit boring if u were thinkin of stayin there permanently cos there hardly any entertainment..haha..that's y my boy kept complaining to get out of there...haha..well, went out to KL at night after attending a weddin dinner...met one of his close fren for tea at some place which i find the place kinda rowdy, after which they went to a cybercafe where dear used to work...it's really late at night but people could be seen goin out for tea la, gaming la or whatever..basically, the night is alwayz young for youngsters over there...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wo shi ai ni de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110491241823655585?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110491241823655585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110491241823655585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110491241823655585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110491241823655585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year.html' title='=nEw yEaR='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110448592724002357</id><published>2004-12-31T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T17:38:47.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...it's the ending of 2004 and yet a tragedy has to occur - tsunami disaster...many people lost their lifes...currently around 100000 or more as reported...how fragile life can be after seeing this...in a split second lifes have been taken jus like that...this incident really gotten me...we should really treasure the people beside us every now and then cos u never know what will happen the next minute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a minute of silence for those who died in this tragic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110448592724002357?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110448592724002357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110448592724002357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110448592724002357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110448592724002357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110327477729885719</id><published>2004-12-17T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T17:17:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>= uPdAtE N mOrE uPdAtE =</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;= uPdAtE N mOrE uPdAtE =&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad!!!...dear has been having his gastric for days...well, for a minor gastric patient like me, i know how painful it is, not to say a serious or a once_admitted_to_hospital patient like him...really hope he will get well soon...*pray hard for him* sigh sigh..well as for me, i was sick at the beginning of the week...got flu and sore throat...and almost lost my voice(well, it's a common for me whenever i'm having a sore throat..) but now that it had recovered, i am starting to have uneasy feeling in my stomach since yesterday...oh gosh...so many illness for me...ma fan de wo man...grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i will goin to malaysia tml and next week...hehe...will be goin Kukup tml and will be coming back on sunday afternoon or evening i guess...not really sure what kind of place is that...but heard that it's like a fishing village with lots of seafood to eat!! yummy...seafoood...good!! hehe...but jus goin there for one day only, so i guess there wont be much things for us to do there...hmm...tink mostly will jus eat, eat and eat...no!!! dun want to waste my effort into the drain...still must control on my eating diet...&lt;br /&gt;then for next week, i will be goin back with him...kinda look forward to it...cos i never or hardly go away alone with any of my frenz before...as for this time round i will be goin there for three days..wonder where he will take me to look around when we get there the next few days...hehe...the rides( which i really really lookin forward, haha..=p), the well known eating places for many food(which he always say till i really want to drool), maybe the meeting of some of his frenz?? haha...i duno...cool..should be not bad i guess...really excited...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 is gonna come to an end soon and soon we will be welcoming 2005....left 14 more days...lookin back at this year...hmm...these are what i did :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jAn-fEb - working as a childcare assistant...it's a tough job but an enjoyable one...really miss the babies and those kids..but it's indeed an incredible experience i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mAr - working as a promoter at a roadshow ( IT show 2004 ) at suntec city mall where i met him during that time, a different working experience which create a great change in me and definitely my life too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mAy - then after that, i work at Takashimaya as a promoter for another three weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jUn-jUl - working as a promoter at sim lim sq...helping out at hui's parents' shop...hehe...quite fun working there...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jUl-nOv - starting of uni life...hectic...really hectic studyin lifestyle..four months of studying and expecting us to understand those...gosh...really need a good brain to do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dEc - holz...trips, frenz coming back, meeting up with frenz, more time with my dear, lazing around, hee...but too bad, it's a short holz...but it's okie...waiting for the next one to come...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...fruitful year?? haha...ya...quite for me i guess...working, studying, striving, rushing and most importantly, falling in love...hehe..=p...whats for my next year...we'll see...muackz muackz for my 2004 and hugs hugs for my upcoming 2005 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110327477729885719?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-110256987355558452</id><published>2004-12-09T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T13:24:33.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I will love you till the end of time with every breath of mine, I'll hold you by my side &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110256987355558452?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110256987355558452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110256987355558452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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deep thoughts...well, have been lingering by it...or should say, in specific, everytime it happens...hmm, most prob, for those who read this will not understand what i mean...but it's okie...it's meant to be ambiguious or in other words for me to somehow vent it out...don't really know what i'm talking bout..jus wanna keep on typing...don't ask me why either ...that's me...alwayz get moody all of sudden without knowing what's the reason behind it...don't know what i'm rambling bout...nonsense...truly nonsense...whatever...sigh....sigh...forget bout it...zZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110209656067027930?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110209656067027930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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=</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;= m|xEd fEeLiNgS =&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with nic, lib and hui yesterday...and we watched &lt;em&gt;Bridget Jones Diary&lt;/em&gt;...very nice!!! very sweet!! as u can see, that's what i called true love...no matter how clumsy u r in front of him or her or how messed up u r when u attend an important function with him, the other partner jus like u that way...nice...warm...=)...but before the movie, we went to eat thai express...the green curry...yummy!!! and we tried mango salad...really very "mango-ish"...gosh, making mi hungry now...hehehe...then after that, we went to shop around far east and look around wheelock place there before heading towards cineleisure...in that particular day, we somehow planned what we gonna do when we have our stayover at hui's house...the shisha la, the drinking at somewhere nearby hui's place which we failed to go during nic's previous stay and the makan-ing of food around singapore(cos they really named alot...wat this place this food good la...that place that food and lotsa more..haha)?? haha.. cool...hehe...our girls' night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was also quite a fan chang day for me...was kinda depressed all of sudden...have been thinking bout some stuffs since the morning...maybe i'm too free, maybe it's been in my mind for a long time jus that i let it out that night...and i was so out of my mind when talking on phone that i was in silence most of the time...and didn't sleep straight away but lazing there, listening to mp3 and thinking....but i felt much better today....really free from those thoughts gradually...thanz dear...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday was indeed a memorable day for me too...a day i will never forget &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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yummy...really very very nice...oh and i went to watch "taxi" over there...highly recommened movie if u want to have a good laugh...but it's not like those lame movie which jus make pple laugh..for this, there's really content in it and the plot is quite good...hehe..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...holz...holz...holz holz...rambling...haha...duno what to blog already...will come back later if i thought of something to blog...lost of words suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110135827562194159?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110135827562194159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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pArTs oF mE..=</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=sOmEhOw iT rEaLLy dEsCr|Es sOmE pArTs oF mE..=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/Jai16/1099786774_radiction2.jpg" border="0" alt="Contradiction"&gt;&lt;br&gt;F:&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your Beauty lies&lt;br /&gt;in Contradiction. Controversial, unpredictable, and&lt;br&gt;never what anyone expects.&lt;br /&gt;You appearance and your personality are two&lt;br&gt;opposite things. Even your&lt;br /&gt;appearance sends different signals to different&lt;br&gt;people. To some you may look&lt;br /&gt;innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious&lt;br&gt;and intimidating at the same&lt;br /&gt;time. No one ever knows what to expect with you.&lt;br&gt;You are a little bit of&lt;br /&gt;everything all mixed together. You can be watching&lt;br&gt;the football game with the&lt;br /&gt;guys one minute and the next out shopping at the&lt;br&gt;mall. You seem to be almost a&lt;br /&gt;different person every time you meet someone, but&lt;br&gt;at the same time you know&lt;br /&gt;exactly who you are and there is always that one&lt;br&gt;thing that makes you you. You&lt;br /&gt;enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how&lt;br&gt;completely unpredictable you&lt;br /&gt;are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Things&lt;br /&gt;That Represent You:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Element:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire, Water &lt;b&gt;Animal:&lt;/b&gt; Chameleon &lt;b&gt;Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dark Tones, Light&lt;br /&gt;Tones &lt;b&gt;Song:&lt;/b&gt; Everything by Alanis Morriesette&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Expression:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemstone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opal &lt;b&gt;Mythological Creature:&lt;/b&gt; Gryphon,&lt;br&gt;Half-breeds &lt;b&gt;Sign:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini &lt;b&gt;Planet:&lt;/b&gt; Mars &lt;b&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/b&gt; Red&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Appearances can be deceiving."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Jai16/quizzes/Where%20Does%20Your%20Beauty%20Lie%3F%20..%3A%3AOriginal%20Pictures%20Are%20Back!%20Detailed%20Results%3A%3A../"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110113887340892445?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110113887340892445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110113887340892445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110113887340892445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110113887340892445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/11/somehow-it-really-descres-some-parts.html' title='=sOmEhOw iT rEaLLy dEsCr|Es sOmE pArTs oF mE..='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-110076559337548200</id><published>2004-11-18T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T16:19:32.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=dEaR=</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=dEaR=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really very sweet how everything started...&lt;br /&gt;the place, the whole incident...&lt;br /&gt;especially the first time.. &lt;br /&gt;fate has brought us together.. &lt;br /&gt;and now it's our part to nurture it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's you&lt;br /&gt;that gave me the courage to love someone again..&lt;br /&gt;it's you&lt;br /&gt;that found the stairway to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;i did want to give up at first, but glad that i didn't..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sinking deep...it's inevitable...it's irresistable..&lt;br /&gt;i'm really falling deep for you...the one and only you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm gonna miss you so so much...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110076559337548200?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110076559337548200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=flnALLy uPdAtE=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally my exams are over!! hee..well, actually it's been over for nearly a week already...don't ask me bout the result cos i dun wanna tink bout it anyway...jus gonna take_it_and_face_it that kinda of feeling cos what's done had done...hmm...ya...jus hope can pass ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my blog layout yesterday...spending one whole day customizing all the colours, fonts and others but just like before, i forgot to copy and paste the html coding in case anything happened halfway and so unluckily, half of the coding really disappeared when i was trying to publish up so i had to recall the coding and try here and there but luckily it didnt take much time for me to recall so still okie =)....well, just a simple and a plain blog for this time round, with black and grey background...hope it looks okie...hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have a new look for my hair!!! hehehe...well, not really a drastic one but a moderate change i guess...hehe...cos i highlighted my hair which i alwayz wanted to but alwayz hesitate but now i did it...highlighted two colours, dark brown and lighter brown ...and i trimed my hair and cut short my fringe which looks more like fringe now..haha...quite like it overall except for the dryness and frizzy thingy...hmm...wonderin should i go straighten...hmm...still thinking but most prob not...hehe...but somehow i look more refresh and more jing sheng after i highlight my hair...somehow makes mi feel brighter too...don't why oso...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go malaysia with my family tonight...first stop will be genting then on saturday, we will be going KL..don't know why, i'm not really excited bout it...haha...maybe too long never leave singapore already so immune to it..haha or maybe i will miss alot of things here so ya...hope it will be fun( hope so lar...hmm..) and enjoyable...will take lotz of pics there den i will try upload here only if the pics are nice..wahaha..hee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-110076055305865564?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/110076055305865564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=110076055305865564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110076055305865564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/110076055305865564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/11/flnally-update.html' title='=flnALLy uPdAtE='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109930319554004551</id><published>2004-11-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:37:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=rAmBLiNg=</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=rAmBLiNg=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog, nothing new...studying and exam week...stress~~!!!! prayers...luck.....study....cant wait for it to be over....boredom, loneliness, sianzness, missing, stressness, anxiety, frustration, endurance, mixture of feelings....arrrgggghhh!!! grrr....exam, i hate u!!!!!!! but dear and frenz, i miss u all....two weeks...less than that actually...endure...got to endure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;*wait for me...soon, we can have the times together again...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109930319554004551?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109930319554004551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109930319554004551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109930319554004551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109930319554004551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109886192583767436?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109886192583767436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109886192583767436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109886192583767436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109886192583767436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/10/qing-shen-de-yi-ju.html' title='=qing shen de yi ju='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109886109894296973</id><published>2004-10-27T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:39:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=sTuDy sTuDy sTuDy = </title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=sTuDy sTuDy sTuDy =&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams exams exams....it's less than a week to my exams excluding today...gosh...so damn fast...grrr....and i'm like still not used to really muggin, whole day staring and studying and memorizing all those thick stacks of notes and tutorials like i used to...i will be looking through abit den go dl songs, look at pples' blogs, chatting with my mom, den after that go back to my study den after an hour or so, i will lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling thinking bout stuffs...u know somehow like an on-off, on-off kinda of thing...duno y ...my concentration span is getting lesser and lesser nowadays...help!!! gao ming ah( cantonese in han yu pin ying..haha..)!!! hmm...but after some thinking, this is what i going to do and hope i will stick to this plan...i will study and memorise and when i'm tired, i will do my maths...at least i wont be studying and memorizing the whole day...den if i'm really really tired, i will either take a nap ( must be a real short one...keke)or online a while or watch tv and sometimes meet him a while at night ( this is the only time that i really really enjoy and relax..rite dear..hee)...nah...i cant slack anymore...gotta really start...the time has come...i've got to face it...face it and get it done and i can have all the time i want during the holz...ya...face it...must really face it...don't escape anymore, girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...have been doin maths since the moment i woke up today...grr...and somehow i alwayz did halfway and got stuck...haha...and get myself frustrated and will be down there scratching my hair, staring at the qns, flipping through my text and notes... hmm..maths...maths...alwayz making people's head bigger...haha...well, at least i think it did on mine...small body big head...haha...k...that's lame...i'm talking nonsense again...grrr....arrgggghh!!! exams!!! faster shoo off and awayz from me!!!! u r driving me crazy, hear that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life, that's what my cousin alwayz tells me...lookin back, i see that my life is jus like a piece of plain paper...nothing interesting or great acheivement done...it seems like i'm jus leading those kind of yi tian guo yi tian kinda life...is that what i want, she continued...i will keep silence a while and will be really pondering...well, i don't know...but wat achievement can i make...hmm...that's the qns...wat can i do...wat am i capable of...what am i good at....this is the mystery inside me that i'm yearning to find out for years....but somehow this mystery kept sinking even deeper and deeper inside me as years pass...will i be able to find out one day... i hope so...i really want to find the real me inside myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k...enough blogging for today...hehe..gonna go back to my maths....till then peeps...tkcare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109886109894296973?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109886109894296973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109886109894296973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109886109894296973'/><link rel='self' 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break from my studying and update my blog...haha...well, just had my 20th birthday last monday...wow time flies wor...i really stepped into the 20 years old zone...gosh...i'm so old already...and people usually say once u hit the 20, the years will go very fast....no!!! but well, no matter how old i really am, my looks, behaviour and impression in others will never change - alwayz a small little girl to them...why...why...why...is it because of my size? my height?? my thinking?? ...maybe it's all those and many others more...i don't deny i can be quite stubborn and naive at times but i do believe i have an adult side in me too...hmm...well, maybe my maturity is not so obvious now but it will show as time passes...it will...and i know i have it...hehee =p....well, at least i believe everyone will grow up one day...it's just a matter of time rite...hehee...and so now that i had my 20th birthday, guess it's time to discover that part of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this year's birthday, i seem to have celebrated it for days...hahaha...four days to be specific...nah think i just took it as an opportunity to go out cos i know i wont have the chance to go out so often when exam is around the corner already....went to watch him play basketball last fri...i actually requested from him for a very very long time...but only get the chance to see it that day...hehe...duno y, i just like to see people play sports...be it swimming, soccer, basketball and etc...their serious expression from them in fact makes me feel excited at times and makes me feeling kan chiong with them too..hahah...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so next time, when you want to go play again must not forget to bring me along k!! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;then last sat, i went to eat sushi with him...everytime when we eat that, we tend to faster take,faster eat and feel extremely full very fast...hahaha and we will both look at each other and laugh...hahaa..den right after that, my parents came and fetched me and we went to eat again to celebrate my dad's and i birthday...but i didn't manage to eat much...so most of the time, i just sat there and watched them eat...den on sunday, i met him after my tuition and we went east coast to cycle...hehe..ya...cycling...is it really that funny to go cycling as a couple?? well, i find it okie leh....nothing's wrong rite...hmm...at least it's something new other than goin out and eat and watch movie(though i don't mind all those too..hehe)...it was quite fun and enjoyable afterall...the cool breeze, the "energized" body after that...cool...i just love cycling...haha..then around evening time, we went to eat steamboat at tampines mall...i tell you, try not to go there to eat...it's kinda ex and not much things to eat too...but like their soup though...at least their tom yam soup really tastes like tom yam unlike the one we ate at marina bay...then after we finish our food, we went to catch a movie - white chicks...haha...a real comedy...which will definitely make u laugh non-stop...haha...den on the actual day of my birthday, so sad i still gotta attend school in the morning and to my surprise, some of my frenz actually gave me pressies...really nice of them to remember my birthday though the time i know them was not very long...then after my lesson, i went to meet my beloved hui...hehe...and we went to eat jap food at taka...hehe...then we went shop shop a while and went back to taka to have some coffee...hehe...and we stayed there for quite some time drinking, eating and chattin...hee...oh ya and stonning sometimes too..haha...then in the evening i met him for dinner though i didn't eat anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hui:-&lt;br /&gt;thanz girl..thanz for accompanying me on that day and ur voucher and the skirt!! hehe...really had an enjoyable time that day...and really need to thanz you for listening to me rambling all the times...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic:-&lt;br /&gt;thanz girl for dedicating an entry of her blog to me...it's very sweet...=)will talk to u when my exam over ya...cos exam is jus in four weeks time so don't really have the time to come online...sorry sorry...but that doesn't mean i forget bout u...and in a day time, someone will be celebrating her 20th birthday wor..hehe...hope to see u back here soon...miss ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam:-&lt;br /&gt;really thanz for everything u have done for me...i really got so touched by the recording of the birthday song and the card u made urself...really thanz u so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's really very nice and thoughtful of you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh ya and not forgetting the watch....hehe..hmm the rest of the msg i write it in the book...haha...will let u read it when i see u again..hee..hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen, mee, cuiping, diana, yan ting, huizhong: -&lt;br /&gt;really thanz for the pressie you gave to me...thanz u so so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouzi:-&lt;br /&gt;hey, thanz for ur pressie too!! hehe...the piglet really very cute...thanz thanz...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...exam is in about four weeks time...muggin muggin muggin time...gosh...jus hate that...arrrggghh....someone please free me from this torture!!!! haha...kk...enough of my nonsense...tkcare peeps...gotta sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7453604-109778122445694749?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109778122445694749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109778122445694749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109778122445694749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109778122445694749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-birthday.html' title='hApPy bIrThDaY !!'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109729236786100086</id><published>2004-10-09T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:40:44.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=mY jAp nAmE=</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink" size="2"&gt;=mY jAp nAmE=&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My japanese name is "&lt;b&gt;yuan(in chinese)" Hara (wilderness) "jiu mei zi(in chinese)" Kumiko (eternal beautiful child)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...hmm...sounds so traditional ...haha...so er xin...hahahhaa.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109729236786100086?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109729236786100086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109729236786100086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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even go online recently...had been either out all day or in school or "muggin" for tests...haha...more on staring at the notes i think...hmm..then i was sick last monday night...had fever in the middle of the night but i still continued to sleep even though i slept till very uncomfortably...hee..guess i'm just too tired and lazy to wake up...hee..but i still went to school the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what happen to me during those few days..had this weird feeling of want-to-cry kinda mood..ya...early in the morning while i was waiting for the train, i was standing behind the yellow line with my mind in a daze and was staring blankly and somehow i had this feeling of crying...then once i sat down, my head tilted to one side ( cos i sat at the corner) and stared into space again...till after a few stations, i decided to msg him and see if he woke up...but after a few msgs, he dozed off cos i didn't receive his reply ( piggy ah u...hehe..=p) so i just let him continued with his sleep while i stoned there again...till an hour later, i decided to call him again to wake him up for his work..and this time round, he finally woke up and talked to me for quite some time...and somehow i felt much better and regained my laughter once again...=) throughout the whole day, my fever was kinda on-off-on-off...and was feeling both feverish and cold(weird rite..)...then when i came back from school, i immediately headed towards my bed  and rest after all the bathing and stuffs...was feeling really terrible...but after my nap, i felt much better but was crying when talking to my mum and she was kinda shocked...hee...i duno y i cried ...maybe i'm just too stress bout the tests and other...hmm...duno...but after that, i felt much better....then that night, while i was talking to him, i actually told him that the person i wanted to see most jus now was him...heee...wanted him to sit next to me, using his hand to feel my forehead and others...haha...oh my god...didn't know i'm so er xin...haha..but it's true la...hehee...but it's okie, we met the next day...hehehee...and the meeting was rather sweet...hehe...so nice that day...heee...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marina bay there to eat steamboat yesterday together with him, hui and vincent...ate till very very full cos he and mi went there first and we started to eat before they came...ate quite alot of things...crabs, mussels, "shark fin" ( but think it's crab meat), prawns!! ( yummy..hehe...it tastes so good with the butter...yummy...hehehe...and he loved that alot too...ehhehe...), fishballs, crabmeat sticks, satay meat, chicken wings and lotz more..hehe...yummy want to go there next time...hehee...well, it's nice to go around eating all sorts of food...afterall, neng chi shi fu...hehehe.....hmm...the next thing i want to eat is my crayfish spaghetti!! haha...( piggy, u thinking of that too rite...hehehee...k...soon...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...a new week is here again...why do good times alwayz end so fast while bad times alwayz drag so slowly......whenever i'm outside, how i wish the time will just stop at the moment....dreaming....in my dreams only i guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109621538233219032?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[-=*=-]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh...didn't do anything much today...grr...so unproductive...nah...gotta stop my laziness and start muggin!!! haiz...i need something to inspire me...but inspire me to study?? haha...it never works...so well, gotta depend on my own to force myself to start...hmm...k...gotta finish all my next week tutorials today and tml...hope i can finish doing those...hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;bELieVe In yOuRsElf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in your dream through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;impossible things may seem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday, somehow you'll get &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;through to the goal you have in view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mountains fall and sea divide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the one who in his stride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;takes a hard road day by day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweeping obstacles away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe in yourself and in your plan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;say not i cannot but i can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The prizes of life we fail to win&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because we doubt the power within...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-a short poem my tuition teacher typed out for me during the preparation for my A levels....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109524992258689774?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-109493017218318455</id><published>2004-09-12T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T00:19:02.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=wO dE zUi al- zHaNg ShAo hAn= </title><content type='html'>=wO dE zUi al- zHaNg ShAo hAn=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni yong yuan shi wo de zui ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bu guan ai ni you duo nan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo de xin zhi xiang shu yu ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wu fa yu zhi de wei lai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni shi zhe bao qi wo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que kan jian yuan fang ji mo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ai jiang hui ke fu yi qie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zai wo xin zhong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni yong yuan shi wo de zui ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bu guan ai ni you duo nan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo bu hui ting zhi ai ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo zhe ni wen re de shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jiu suan ou er tou lu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni de bu an he fang zong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo zhong shi xiang xing ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109493017218318455?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109493017218318455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109493017218318455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109493017218318455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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blog...had been busy mugging for my tests this few days...had life science test last wed and material science on friday...and now it's my holz!!! yay!! hehe...well, it's only a week break...but better than nothing...but then, like what my lecturer had said, this isn't a time for us to relaz yet but a time for us to catch up with our work(ya...all teachers alwayz said that...)...but well, not gonna touch any work this entire week...gonna go out and give my brain a break away from those notes, tutorials or whatever that's related to school...haha...can see that i really dislike studying to core rite...well, who doesn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY sis!!!! hehe...ya yesterday was my sister's birthday...felt rather guilty cos i didn't get her anything...actually wanted to get her a smurf plush toy that i saw at cineleisure and an ice cream cake ( cos she just love eating ice cream cake...hahaha)...but cos of my tests, i didn't have the time to get them(excuse rite...should have bought them long long time ago since i knew i would be busy..)...sigh... so we all ended up treating her to crystal jade restaurant...&lt;em&gt;but no matter what, i will still get the plush toy for u..maybe an early christmas present for u...hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm...a week...didn't see him for a week...for this whole week, we jus called each other everyday...during my break, after my school and at night before he sleep(actually that's what we do everyday..somehow, it has become a daily thingy...a must thingy i have to say..if there's once he dun call, i will call him...u know, it's become part of my routine already...if i ever miss doing so, the feeling will be weird weird... )...but even if we did talk, i still ...well, ya...i still miss him alot...the feeling of not seeing him for a week is kinda torturing(it sounds er xin...but well, i really feel that way...)...wondering what will happen if he's away for a month or so...sigh...dun wish to tink bout that....till yesterday den we met for a while after my sis's birthday dinner but we didn't meet for very long...cos both of us were tired...i was feeling abit feverish cos lack of sleep for past few days and his eyes were like closing cos he woke up quite early ...but then..hehe...i was really really very happy to see him...hehee...the feeling was like finally...haha...ya...finally got to see him after for so so long....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well, he got me into tears while chattin with him on phone a few nights ago...well, don't get me wrong, he didn't bully me or what...but i was jus touched by what he said ...it's actually what he wrote...he was telling me how sianz his life is...as in everyday he jus wake up, go to work, come back play ball and then rot at home till it's sleeping time...so...hehe...so...i gave him a task...haha...ya...i assigned him a task...saying that if he ever feel sianz or he wants to find something to do, write to me...hehehe... and he started that night after i told him...and i asked him to read a para for me to perk me up from my tireness the next day...and as he read, my tears jus roll down uncontrollably...it brought me back to how we met and thinking about that reminds me of how we both "dou qi "-ing against each other.....and he even remembered the date that we first met...it was indeed really really sweet of him...until today den i got to see and hear everything...the three entries that he wrote...felt rather warm and nice when he read out to me....though i didn't say anything much after what he read but alot of thoughts were in my mind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;em&gt;will tell u when i write to u this time round...hehee...=p...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went to watch Anaconda with him today at bugis after his work...but before that, we went to eat sakae sushi cos of his craving for it....hehe...the show was okie okie only...not that fantasy but not that bad... average i guess....hahaa...ya...and the pythons was super huge,fat and long...hahaa...after that we walked around the place and went to his house after that cos we couldn't think of a place to go and i could see that he's quite tired...( sigh...i'm a boring girl man...had no idea where to bring him...even if i tot of, i wont know the way too...cos i'm a direction-less girl...and singapore is so small...any ideas from anyone???hmm...)......well, wanted to take a bus back but ended up taking a cab cos we didn't know which side to take the bus...and the taxi driver was like driving really recklessly...driving here and there and staying so close to the boot of the front car...gosh...just hate those drivers...they had no idea about the safety of the passengers...what if there's old people in the cab...think they will get heart attack already...hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we'll be meeting again tml after my tuition and we planned to watch cinderella's story...hehe...actually i wanted to watch that show when it starts showing but i duno how to tell him cos i scared he will laugh at me, watching this kinda of show...hehehee...cos my sis alwayz laughed at the shows i watched..but it's not true anyway, i watched all kinds of shows that have a nice plot or look "appealing" but i will give a definite no to scary movie...haha..k not a definite cos i was alwayz dragged by hui to watch those kind...hahaha...ya that girl...hehe.....hmm..then after that, think most prob goin his house doing nothing but talking till we both doze off...ahahha...but i dun mind...as long as i'm with him...but i jus scared that he will be bore only...hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wow..come to think bout it...i haven been really go online for quite a while...haven been chattin with my frenz( nic especially!!! sorry sorry....) ...which is an unusual me cos i used to stare in the computer for hours...either chattin or dling songs...hehe...hmm..maybe it was holiday that time so there's more free time i guess...hmm...will chat with you all soon...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh ya and hui, get well soon ah!! see u so lethargic and ur voice ah...was rather sexy wor...hehehe...maybe u can try drinking honey...it does helps for ur throat...drink more water ya...hope u will get well soon den we can go out!!! hehee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109492924769993136?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109492924769993136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109492924769993136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109492924769993136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109492924769993136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/09/nl-gan-dong-le-wo.html' title='=nl gAn dOnG Le wO='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109378701255334769</id><published>2004-08-29T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T21:43:32.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=cOmEx 2004=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=cOmEx 2004=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sunday...it's another sunday again...another week is going to pass soon....and i didn't really study much or do alot of my homework(but those that need to be done, of course i did do them..nah...i did do my tutorials...k..duno wat i'm saying)...don't know why, i just feel that i'm not really concentrating...(DEFINITELY not bcos of him)...but it's just that i have this feeling that i'm escaping cos find it abit hard to cope with uni thingy...it's so cheem...i dun understand...sigh...really...i'm feeling kinda stress...every week, there's tutorials, piles of notes waiting for me....and soon there will be tests and exams...really cant think of how i am goin to take them but i just hope that all these will faster finish cos i really cant wait for my holidays to take a rest out of all these...*dreaming*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;unhappiness is part and parcel of one's life...but what would you do if u're feeling that way...for me, when i'm unhappy or feeling not right, i will definitely occupy myself with alot of things like doin work, going online, watching tv, engrossing myself in vcds, food and others just to prevent myself from thinking of it...if these still don't work, i will...go to sleep...and somehow i will feel better and everything seems to be starting afresh again...just like another new day...i know that it's another form of escaping(haha...i seem to be the kind of people who like to escape from reality..ahaa) but sometimes it will make us feel better and who knows once u wake up, u might think better and will know how to handle those things which cause the unhappiness...well, everyone has their own ways to relieve themselves from those sorrows...but i do hope that for some people ( you know who u r...) try to find alternatives rather than doing things that will cause harm to yourself cos u r adding on to your own miseries... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hehe...kk...enough of those unhappiness thingy...hmm...went to comex 2004 yesterday...really reminds me of the times when i'm working for the roadshow thingy(mainly bcos there's a reason behind it too...haha =p)...well, went to look for him with hui first...haha...was tryin to "catch him in action" cos he told mi he smoked( and i didn't tell him i'm coming cos wanna give him a surprise and wanna see wat's his reaction..haha )...but then in the end, he still saw me first...he was calling me but then i couldn't hear him cos it's very noisy there so i just continued walking and following hui till i felt that there's a hand grabbing my hand...hahaa...really scare me...thought who grabbed my hand...hahaha..then i faster turned back and saw that it's him...haha..and then i faster called hui and stopped her too...the first thing he did to me when i saw him already was kinda sweet...hehe...felt so nice...after that, we went to look for May, another erm...how should i call her...k...someone i know and quite close to during that roadshow...her eyes was widely opened and she grabbed my hands too..haha..she's very cute...so happy to see her after so long ...she's still the same hehe...smiling throughout...then we were like telling each other how we miss each other...hahahaa....k...that's er xin but it's true, i do miss her...but duno y just feel happy seeing her...hee...after talking for a while, mr ma ( some head ah...tink he's a manager...forgot who what's his position there...hahaa...hui's sugar daddy..) saw me and talked to me and showed me around abit of the booth and telling me there's another roadshow in the coming end of the year, asking me if i wanna work...haha...hmm but i just smiled at him and didn't reply him.....hee..the only things that make them stands out the most is the colour cos it's orange...hahahaa...the whole booth is orange and the shirts that the promoters wore are also orange...haha.....but it's not that bad overall quite nice..after that, i went over to hui's side and for their side, theirs are quite wow too in the sense that they use headphones to let the customers try out the sound quality of the player...cool...then we went to kenny rogers and had our dinner there...yummy...long time no eat that....it was really really crowded yesterday...making me kinda giddy...hahaa...cos seeing too many people...haha...then hui was like rushing and couldn't wait to get out of the crowd to had some peace...hahaha..after which, i went over to hui's side and waited for him to finish and went back with him...hmm...think a few of his collegues know that i'm his wat already....hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yawn...gonna do my tutorials again..sianz!!!! why why!!! grrrr....why does weekends end so fast and weekdays seem to be forever....k...enough of my blabbing...gonna head back to my notes and work.....tkcare peeps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109378701255334769?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109378701255334769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109378701255334769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109378701255334769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109378701255334769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/comex-2004.html' title='=cOmEx 2004='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109341503998857239</id><published>2004-08-25T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T14:50:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=gUaRdIaN aNgEl=</title><content type='html'>=gUaRdIaN aNgEl=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..finally no school today!! cool!!hee... slept till 11+ this afternoon but still lazing around in my bed, unwillingly to wake up so early...hehe....maybe it's because of the weather...it's pouring heavily this morning i tink...cos my window was kinda misty...and the sky was kinda being enveloped by the darkness even till now the sky is still quite dark...cool...just love this kind of weather... did i mention before that i like rainy days and night time?? hehe...ya...weird right...but ya...i like them...i prefer to go out at night though there's hardly any shopping centres or any hangout places for mi to walk around other than those clubs ah or pubs but unfortunately, i dun like to go all those places so it left with little choices for me to choose where to go...still remember meeting nic and hui at night for coffee and another of our chit-chat sessions near fullerton hotel...the ambience of the place is great...hehe...nice lightings, nice singapore river...nice coffeee...cool...jus cant wait for another session like this...hehe...maybe i should go there with him one day...hehee...*day-dreaming already...hehee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, my physics exam is gonna be an open-book one...sigh...the lecturer was telling us the other day that he had actually suggested to the head to have an open book exam instead cos he finds it redundant to memorise all those things and what he encourages most is the application of what we have learned...well, it's true in some way but the exam is sure goin to be a difficult one...and i didn't know that the response from the head will be that fast...grrr....open-book...sigh...exam...in ard two months time...that's fast...really fast, isn't it...think bout this, they actually squeezed the two year jc econs topics into jus a few months lessons...great rite... wonder how i'm gonna take the exam....hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sianz!!! i wanna sleep the whole day!!!!!nah i got to do my tutorials too and i got tuition later...hope i wont be late...hehee...hmm..wonder how she did for her prelims...really worry for this student of mine...well, the other one is kinda worried too but not as bad as this...hmm...i will try my best to help but hope they will do their part too...work hard ya you two!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109341503998857239?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109341503998857239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109341503998857239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109341503998857239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109341503998857239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/guardian-angel_25.html' title='=gUaRdIaN aNgEl='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109341208749027167</id><published>2004-08-25T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T13:35:12.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everywhere i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me sweet darlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good bit of me keeps to the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the back of a cloud unaware of how high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I stay where I lay I might drift away soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the pull of the sun I am full of the moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But baby you're the one who grounds me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the sounds of this world surrounds me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love it took a look and found me lost and on my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me sweet darlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I always try to look at life through open eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby my dreams came true with the treasure I found inside of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me sweet darlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me sweet darlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Everywhere I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take you with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yupz...everywhere i go, i will take u with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109341208749027167?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109341208749027167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109341208749027167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109341208749027167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109341208749027167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/everywhere-i-go.html' title='Everywhere i go'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109336603325301049</id><published>2004-08-25T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T00:51:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=mY hApPiNeSs, mY jOy, mY eVeRyThlnG=</title><content type='html'>=mY hApPiNeSs, mY jOy, mY eVeRyThlnG=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm with him for a month already!!!...hehe...but then it also seems like we know each other for very very long already...haha...that's what he said and that's how i feel too...maybe it's because we know each other for quite a few months before we really get together...but unfortunately, we cant meet each other tomorrow cos he got to work..so that's why i went to look for him last night and gave him a shock instead...haha...thinking of his face just now really makes me wanna laugh...hehe...he's alwayz smiling whenever he saw me and i just like his smile, his company, basically everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i have promised you is not said without thinking...and i know i will keep this promise and i definitely will, time will tell...and i hope u will keep yours too....thank you for everything...really...&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109336603325301049?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109336603325301049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109336603325301049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109336603325301049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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closer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our love is forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding us together &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing in this world can stop us now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-In Love With You (Regine Velasquez Duet With Jacky Cheung)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109327626068050439?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109327626068050439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109327626068050439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109327626068050439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109327626068050439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/in-love-with-you.html' title='In Love With You'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109317746930616808</id><published>2004-08-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T20:25:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>= cHeErS fOr Li JiA wEi = </title><content type='html'>= cHeErS fOr Li JiA wEi =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...was watching the woman's singles table tennis match jus now and Li Jia Wei (so coincidence that she has the same name as me...even the surname is the same jus that that's my han yu pin ying name...hehee)lost again...but it's okie...it's alright...tink she already did her best and guess she's just a little bit distracted and discouraged by yesterday match...but afterall she did a great job to obtain a fourth place and she indeed had done Singapore proud!!!...Gambette~!! try harder next time ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109317746930616808?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109317746930616808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109317746930616808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109317746930616808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109317746930616808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/cheers-for-li-jia-wei.html' title='= cHeErS fOr Li JiA wEi = '/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109306337263769493</id><published>2004-08-21T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T12:42:52.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=dlaNa dEgArMo-DREAMS=</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;=dlaNa dEgArMo-DREAMS=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreams are just dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it's dark inside your head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all it takes is a little help from you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know it's true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That dreams are for real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you see what I see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you feel it too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We took the longest road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to make it harder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's do it all again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It only makes us stronger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess we're just made of dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothin' else matters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as we believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lookin' at you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I see my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passing before my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the journey's over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all my dreams come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you look inside your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can walk a thousand miles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And change your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When dreams lead the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impossible is suddenly in sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every step you take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just brings it all together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gotta keep the faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When all seems lost forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That keeps my hope alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My vision clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll spend my life with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conquer fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll make it through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothin' else matters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as we believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lookin' at you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I see my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passing before my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the journey's over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all my dreams come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109306337263769493?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-109306217949190206</id><published>2004-08-21T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T12:44:15.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=Honey=</title><content type='html'>=Honey=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus bought " &lt;em&gt;Honey&lt;/em&gt;" vcd a few days ago...wanted to watch it with hui last time but guess i was too packed with my sch thingy or maybe i was busy that time (cant really remember) so got no time to watch it with her...well, it's not very fantastic but it's somehow still really good...haha..contradicting rite?? but it's true...i mean it's not those WOW WOW show ...but it's nice in the sense that if you like dancing and like to see dance-kinda movies then it's something u should watch... think those who love to dance will appreciate more...afterall, this movie is quite inspiring and motivating for those who wants to step out there to do something that they really want and dream of all the time...actually this show reminds me alot about "&lt;em&gt;Save The Last Dance" &lt;/em&gt;with a different drive...hmm...oh ya...and Jessica Alba is so pretty and gorgeous there!!!! hehehe...overall, quite an enjoyable movie....think i'm gonna watch it again...haha...maybe right after i blog??? hahaha....ya...two thumbs up for it!!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blaque - I'm good -&gt; nice song!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109306217949190206?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109306217949190206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109306217949190206' 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stationery( cos i was lookin at his pen this afternoon and was tinking of why not get one since i'm in the popular...hehe)...those silver and metallic kinda..hmm...and i realised that there isn't many nice and good looking one nowadays...what they have now is those weird la, fat fat one...eeeekz...nice meh...wonder who design those...hehe...lucky i saw one which looks quite nice and normal...haha&lt;br /&gt;i gave him while meeting him after my tuition and he actually told mi i'm his first gf who gave him something using my own money...then he said that for his previous gfs, they either didn't give him anything or just spent his money and used his money to buy things for him...then i was like erm okie...(but no leh...tink only his previous gfs will do that cos to me, it seems that most of the girls will buy small gifts for their bf one leh...not meh?)...but then, he "warned" me not to buy him things again and asked mi to save the money instead...and he complained that i kinda spent quite alot of money this month...sigh...it's indeed true...i spent a lot on food la, bought bags and clothes la...sigh...really must save money ah...really broke liao...but right after he said all those, he said thanz and told mi he really really like it...hehe...feels so happy..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel really comfortable with him, at least i wont feel shy la, or u noe be si wen those kind in front of him...haha..not like my previous relationship, i actually don't dare to eat in front of him though i'm hungry...haha...ya...it's that worst...but with him now, i actually finish up most of the food i ordered...hehee...i even hit him and poke him ....haha...ya...i'm that rough...haha...at least i get to be myself...ya...hmm...hehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn...guess i gonna slp...blog next time...hehe...sorry for not blogging for so long cos too much tutorials and notes to be read and done...so packed with those nowadays..and haiz...i don't understand most of my subjects sigh...don't really know how i'm gonna take my tests...grrr.....feeling so stress now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109284692071356604?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109284692071356604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109284692071356604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109284692071356604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109284692071356604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy.html' title='=haPpY='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109284371205324491</id><published>2004-08-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T00:05:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*flrEwOrKs*</title><content type='html'>*flrEwOrKs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch " The Notebook" with him last sunday...the show was quite okie...quite sweet and touching but like what hui had said it's quite draggy only till the last part when the old lady couldn't remember the old man suddenly after she recalled the past...and the old man cried...well, didn't really know how to explain it but that part was so saddening...imagine ur old companion stays in the hospital just to help u regain ur memory every now and then...so sweet right...haiz...but well, it's quite an okie show only frankly speaking, definitely not as good as " A walk to remember"....&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went to esplanade for a walk first cos we meeting hui and his two other bros to watch the fireworks at ard six in the evening.... well, didn't want his bros to come at first...(hee mi very bad rite)...cos feeling quite weird and shy to see them though i saw his twin bro before...but then, luckily there's hui to accompany me ..hehehe...so my scare-ness decrease a bit...hehe...while waiting for hui to call me, we went to buy ice cream and yi mian zhou yi mian chi...hahaha...after which, we walked to suntec and met hui there and had our dinner...&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks was nice and spectacular...but cos of my height again, i was often being blocked by the big trees in front of me and had to bend down a bit to see...but cant see much as well...hahaha...but it was great to be there..at least i could really hear and see the impact of the real thing, the loud sound and the impressive fireworks...it was really WOW...hehehe...tink this is the second time i saw the real fireworks...the first one was with hui also, i still remembered i went to stayover at her house during national day jus to see fireworks...hehe...so nice...gonna catch the next year one, the year after, every year i hope...hee...after that, we walked to some place and stood there for a while before the rest of us went home while hui went to meet vincent...&lt;br /&gt;while his bro, him and mi were taking the train back, his bro actaully saw a woman breast-feeding her child in the public...when he told us, i was like erm...i mean don't she feel weird as in there's so many pple there and the train was really packed with alot of pple at that moment and she still dared to......but well, maybe the child was really hungry cos he was like crying and wailing all the way...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='*flrEwOrKs*'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109204441690625612</id><published>2004-08-09T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T17:40:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hApPy bIrThDaY sInGaPoRe!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109204441690625612?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109204441690625612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109204441690625612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109204441690625612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109204441690625612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/08/singapore-birthday.html' title='Singapore birthday...'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109197579157487459</id><published>2004-08-08T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T17:36:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHeRe r U </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-wHeRe r U - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there's so many things need to be done today and tomorrow :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. maths tutorial 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Econs tutorial 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Econs online tutorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. read up Physics notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. read up material sci notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. basically read up all the subjects' notes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh...so many work need to be completed...guess gonna burn the midnight oil for these two days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;btw, i will be continuing my tuition with the malay girl...wanted to cancel it or stop it already...but well, her mother spoke to me the other day and we came to a conclusion of changing the timing instead since the PSLE will start around 2 months time..so she asked me to teach her and if there's a need to change the timing or anything, just tell her...after listening to what she said, i jus accepted the agreement though i know i will be very tired, rushing here and there but then for this 2 months only ...just endure i guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109197579157487459?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109197579157487459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109197579157487459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so tired...got to wake up early tomorrow and go to school for just a two hours makeup lecture on life science...well, think everybody adores holidays rite..that appealed to me last time but not for now(i mean other than the end of year kinda holiday..that one is different..hehehe)...take for example the upcoming national day holiday, we have to makeup for those lectures that falls on that day, like yesterday, we jus had our makeup lecture for physics and guess what time it started...7.30!!! in the evening...best rite...and it ended around 8+ going to be 9..and by the time i reached home is around 10+(luckily, my dad fetched me back...thanz daddy!! imagine if i were to go home myself...hmm...think i would reach home around midnight... )...then there will be another one makeup lesson for econs on next wednesday which i actually had no lesson on that day =( but because of that i have to go all the way there to attend the makeup lesson...and it starts in the evening again-530!!grrr...sigh...just hate their arrangement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jus did my online tutorial for life science...it's so cheem...don't understand a single thingy...all the questions cant be found in the notes and it's beyond what the lecturer had taught us...and i failed during my first attempt but passed on my second attempt cos i read the answer after the first one and it came out the same qns except that they jumbled up the qns all over hehehe...sigh...life in uni is really hard...really really really hard i tell you...in fact, i'm struggling...sigh...think gotta spend my weekend and the one day "holiday" mugging and reading up what i have taught cos i really had no idea wat some of the lecturer is talking about...sigh...double sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he went back today and wont be back till next tuesday...actually, he almost missed his coach cos he had to check-in like around 8.30?? but his bro was still not there at 815 yet...haha...the way he msged me could really see that he was really panicky that time...haha...but well, he still managed to catch it in the end...think he's enjoying himself back there now...(hmm..wonder what he's doing) ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all these while when we met, we didn't really go anywhere but guess most of the time was just sitting down, chit chat and eat at some places...haha...but well, i was not bored by it and in fact, think we enjoyed doing that...cos both of us are not those who are really into shopping or must have lots of fun when we go out...to me, just being with the one i love is good enough...no matter where we go or what we do, i will be already contented jus being with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but well, our relationship is a secret to....ahaha...of course my parents and my sister....but i guess my mum has already suspected something when she alwayz see me hogging onto the phone late at night for hours and being back late after my tuitions...sometimes, i do want to tell them...but i guess the time is just not right now...like what my cousin said, it's better to save some trouble for the instance and to let them know when the time is riped..hehe u all must be thinking my cousin? ..ya...i actually told my cousin...hehe..well, to me, she's the only relative that i will confide things with and who will give me good advices and is someone who really speak from her heart without telling lies...and she actually supports me saying that if he treats u well and is true to u, who cares where he's from...well, at least i got consoled by what she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh...think my sis saw what i typed...cos that's what she said..and she even said she wont say...someone helped mi!!! gosh...i'm in deep shit...who knows when she will suddenly blurt it out of rage like what she did before...grr....nah...not goin to blog anymore before she turned and looked at it again...sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really hope he's true to me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-10918130691180117?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/10918130691180117/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-109095168490543887</id><published>2004-07-28T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T02:16:56.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sCh sTaRtS</title><content type='html'>= sCh sTaRtS = &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...it's been a long time ever since my last entry...hehe..finally after my 8 months of holiday, school has started...on monday which is yesterday, we had our freshmen welcome ceremony...we were given a folder, an organiser and&amp;nbsp;torch light ( for the ceremony purpose, will elaborate a little later) as a&amp;nbsp;door gift for freshmen...after that, we were being ushered to our seats....and&amp;nbsp;on each of our seats were navy blue academic gowns which we had to wear them while saying our uni pledge(quite cool actually!! hehe...but it's too big on me cos of my height den the gown was like touching the floor...hahaha...really look comical)....then, the guests were asked to&amp;nbsp;be seated too&amp;nbsp;followed by the academic procession...as for the torch light, it's part of the ceremony whereby they wanted to form a sort of kallang wave using it...but sad to say, they failed or should say,&amp;nbsp;we failed...haha..cos everyone seemed to be lighting them up at the same time, ignoring the commands given..hahah...nothing much in the ceremony, only the welcome address from few of the academic procession and student union head, performance by choir and cultural dance by international students..and that marked the end of the ceremony...but not the end of our day in school yet, cos we got to get our matriculation cards and my frenz and i really had a hard time figuring out where's the place...the place is so damn big and there wont be a time when we could jus walked and reached the place we wanted...we had to ask, then walked around, den asked somemore cos we got into the wrong place and asked and followed the rest who were going to the same place..and imagined we had been asking around for places for two days...really tiring ah... &lt;br /&gt;actually there's a heritage walk today but it started off&amp;nbsp;too early and since it's not compulsory so we decided to skip it...hehe...but we did go for our counselling session which was after that&amp;nbsp;and that's when&amp;nbsp;we met our tutorial group mates...didn't really enjoy it cos it's quite boring for my group...and the teachers seemed to be lookin very blur and shy...so there's quite a few times of silence...but then, i made a new fren!!... hehe...and that signed off my worries about not knowing anyone and being alone in the class..hehe...=)...after the session, the few of us together with my new fren and two of her frenz(one of them happened to be a cj student&amp;nbsp;too) went to purchase our notes and lab manuals...the queue was like those who queued for the macdonald hello kitty soft toy, remember?? ya...no kidding...the queue was super duper long...but luckily, we knew a senior(nic, u remembered yiwei?? ya he's same yr and course as me )&amp;nbsp;who happened to have some friends queuing in front so we hehehe...sort of cut the queue and asked him to help us buy...hehe...after that, we went to take a rest at the canteen while some of them grabbed a bite there...after resting and eating finished, we went to buy our textbooks...and they are SO HEAVY!!!!! i carried till my hands were gonna broke soon and my bag...the thread actually came off a few.....sigh...tink gonna get a havesack soon...and not only that, i had to carry them all the way back home...that's the worst part...really had a tiring day...but luckily there's no school tomorrow cos it's the annual flag day and we didn't sign up for it so we can stay at home!!! hehe...now really regret didn't rest much at home during the past few months...now i miss holidays again... &lt;br /&gt;this thur and fri&amp;nbsp;will be&amp;nbsp;our ECA recruitment fair and some carnival thingy..but lesson resumes as normal...so guess lesson starts then...haiz...sigh...times flies...sob sob...cant wait for my holz...long holz i mean...not the coming national days or deepavali... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...feeling so happy these two days...=p...though it's tiring and the meeting were short but still it's worthwhile...really really happy...=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109095168490543887?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109095168490543887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=i gOt mY aNs=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;guess you've already answer your question yourself...and there goes the same to my question too...everyday, the answer seems&amp;nbsp;to be&amp;nbsp;clearer and more obvious to me though the other side of me keep telling myself to give it a&amp;nbsp;try, to give you one more chance, to&amp;nbsp;wait for you to contact or msg me, to wait and see how it goes each day, to prove myself wrong.....but the&amp;nbsp;answer is a silence, a disappointment...and your own assumption&amp;nbsp;seems to be the excuse you alwayz gave to me...&amp;nbsp;and you alwayz put your own words in my mouth...words that i never even thought of...and i had no idea what i am waiting for...something seems to&amp;nbsp;be holding me back...i don't wish to think about all these things but the more i avoid, the more i want to think....and the more i think , the more confuse i am...haiz...don't wish to think anymore( i seem to be saying this alot of times rite...)..WO ZHEN DE BU YAO XIANG LE!!! cos there's really no space for depression anymore...it's full...."overflowing" already actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109051158588808394?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109051158588808394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109051158588808394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109051158588808394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109051158588808394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/ramblings.html' title='=rAmBLiNgs='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109048586270813436</id><published>2004-07-22T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T22:54:29.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slaNz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=slaNz=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;row, row, row your boat, &lt;br /&gt;gently down the stream. &lt;br /&gt;merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;LiFe is but a dReAm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k..i'm bored...very bored...sigh...feel like bloggin(but don't know what to blog), drawing(don't know what to draw and i only know how to draw cartoons AND&amp;nbsp;there must&amp;nbsp;be pics for me to copy from), dling songs(well, kinda waiting for my turn), watching tv(cos i actually finished watching the vcd that hui bought for me and it's the second time i'm watching it), finishing up my book(but the book seems to be abit boring), eating(nothing to eat), drinking(nothing nice to drink), singing(i cant sing aloud), stoning(....), printing out a new and nicer timetable(but don't really know how to do it, gotta seek help from my sis who is forever busy) and lotz more i think...too many till i cant choose what to do&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;end&amp;nbsp;up staring&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;my comp and rambling now...grr...i'm really&amp;nbsp;bored.................&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109048586270813436?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109048586270813436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109048586270813436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109048586270813436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109048586270813436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/slanz.html' title='slaNz'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109030535969911850</id><published>2004-07-20T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T14:42:38.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i bEL|eVe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=i bELeVe=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooooooh Oooooooh &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever reach a rainbow's end &lt;br /&gt;Did you find your pot of gold &lt;br /&gt;Ever catch a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;Tell me how high did you soar &lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like you were dreaming &lt;br /&gt;Just to find that you're awake &lt;br /&gt;Cause that magic that surrounds you &lt;br /&gt;Will lift you up and guide you on your way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in the stars across the sky &lt;br /&gt;I dreamt a hundred thousand dreams before &lt;br /&gt;Now I finally realize &lt;br /&gt;See I've waited all my life &lt;br /&gt;For this moment to arrive &lt;br /&gt;And finally I believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look out in the distance &lt;br /&gt;You see it never was that far &lt;br /&gt;No, heaven knows of your existence &lt;br /&gt;And wants you to be everything you are &lt;br /&gt;There's a time for every soul to fly &lt;br /&gt;It's in the eyes of every child &lt;br /&gt;It's that hope that love can save the world &lt;br /&gt;And oh, we should never let it go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in the stars across the sky &lt;br /&gt;I dreamt a hundred thousand dreams before &lt;br /&gt;Now I finally realize &lt;br /&gt;See I've waited all my life &lt;br /&gt;For this moment to arrive &lt;br /&gt;And finally, &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in the impossible &lt;br /&gt;If I reach deep within my heart &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, overcome an obstacle &lt;br /&gt;Won't let this dream just fall apart &lt;br /&gt;See I strive to be the very best &lt;br /&gt;Shine my light for all to see &lt;br /&gt;Cause anything is possible when you believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can see it in the stars across the sky) oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;(I dreamt a hundred thousand dreams before) &lt;br /&gt;Now I finally realize &lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life &lt;br /&gt;For this moment to arrive &lt;br /&gt;And finally I believe &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by dIaNa dEgArMo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109030535969911850?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109030535969911850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=109030535969911850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109030535969911850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/109030535969911850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-beleve.html' title='i bEL|eVe'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-10903050680350547</id><published>2004-07-20T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T14:32:41.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t|mEtAbLe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=tmEtAbLe=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally got my timetable today...not very appealing...mostly end at 3.30 except for web and fri which end at 5.30 and 4.30 respectively...haiz...jus hate wednesday...only has one&amp;nbsp;lesson&amp;nbsp;and it&amp;nbsp;starts at 4.30...arrggghh!! and my journey to school is like 2 hrs?? great...i'll be spending so much time travelling to and fro...but luckily, there's no lesson on sat...and&amp;nbsp;for the subjects, i'll be studying physics, life sciences, material science, maths and principles of econs for the first sem...."interesting" rite?? (-_-)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-10903050680350547?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/10903050680350547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=10903050680350547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/10903050680350547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/10903050680350547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/tmetable.html' title='t|mEtAbLe'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-109016568124295619</id><published>2004-07-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T23:48:01.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pEnNy &amp; mE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;=pEnNy &amp;amp; mE=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cigars in the summertime &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the sky by the light I can feel her read my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see it in her eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the moon as it plays like music every line &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a rug with a bleeding dye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the fan in the room where the passion's burning high &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the chair with the leopard skin under the light &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the plane step with both my feet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding in seat number three on a flight to NYC &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got my bean in a coffee cup next to my seat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catch the view and another good book to read &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting at home over the friendly skies missing her eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause Penny and Me like to roll the windows down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn the radio up push the pedal to the ground, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Penny and Me like to gaze at starry skies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close our eyes pretend to fly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring at a million city lights &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still Penny and I are all alone beneath the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel the wind brushing slowly by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could soar I would try, to take these wings and fly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Away to where the leaves turn red &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But no matter where I am instead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing along to feeling alright &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or making it by pink moonlight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause Penny and Me like to roll the windows down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn the radio up push the pedal to the ground, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Penny and Me like to gaze at starry skies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close our eyes pretend to fly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penny likes to get away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And drown her pain in lemonade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penny dreams of rainy days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And nights up late by the fireplace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And aimless conversations about the better days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing along to feeling alright &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making it by under pink moonlight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause Penny and Me like to roll the windows down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn the radio up push the pedal to the ground, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Penny and Me like to gaze at starry skies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close our eyes pretend to fly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penny and me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-109016568124295619?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/109016568124295619/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>sTaYoVeR..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=sTaYoVeR= &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;hehe..finally back home from my stayover at hui's house...wah...my body still aching all over&amp;nbsp;...hehe...went cycling with the girls (hui, nic, selene) two days ago....but this time round, we had a hard time&amp;nbsp;choosing suitable bikes for us.....for me, the chain actually went loose and luckily i checked it&amp;nbsp;first rather than discovering it in the middle of the journey...the whole cycling thingy&amp;nbsp;was fun and we took a whole load of pics there...and including a video of me and nic tryin to get rid of the red ants from my bike ( all thanz to hui ya...=p)...ya...talking bout the ants...oh my god...there's so many of them!!! cos we&amp;nbsp;stopped at some place to take some&amp;nbsp;photos and when we decided to carry on&amp;nbsp;with our cycling, my bike was "invaded" by so many stupid red ants!! arggghh...it's so gross...*sick* and we quickily picked up sticks trying&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;flick them off....(-_-''')... &lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked to marine parade and had our dinner there...hehe...the place really changed alot...and we still remembered that that's our favourite hang out place during our secondary school days...haha...that's so long ago thingy.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;hmm...we actually planned to&amp;nbsp;drink at some place nearby at night but cos of the rain, we had no choice but to cancel it...sob sob...eh girls, not that i want to go drink la...but hui told me it's at some bridge thingy and it's open air one so i thought the ambience and the environment sure very nice lohz so just wanted to take a look ...heheh..then u all&amp;nbsp;ah say till as if i'm a drunkard...hmm well, so in the end, we stayed at home and watched vcds...we watched &lt;em&gt;Along Came Polly&lt;/em&gt;( hehe...look into my eyeball...hahahahhaha), C&lt;em&gt;hasing Liberty &lt;/em&gt;(oh the guy is so cute!!!!), H&lt;em&gt;ua Hao Yue Yuan&lt;/em&gt; and I&lt;em&gt;nto The Mirror&lt;/em&gt; (actually i didn't really watch...hehee)&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;but we didn't finish the last one cos nic and selene were like dozing off already so we switched off...whereas for me and hui,...hehehe we chatted and talked till...around six in the morning...ahaha...at first we were just using our normal talking voice but we woke up nic and was kinda scolded by her...keke...then, we whispered and covered ourselves with the blanket...but still, nic carried on with her tossing here and there..hehe...guess she's really had a hard time sleeping that night...and what's worst was that, selene actually woke up in the middle of night to drink water and went back to her sleep immediately after that..haha...at last, hui decided that we went to the living room and talked which we should have thought of in the first place...haha...then we chatted till the tv actually played&amp;nbsp;the national athem...haha..then we sort of dozed off at the sofas till i heard footsteps and saw her dad walking around and that's when i quickily patted her up and we ran back to the room and sleep...hahaa...sorry nicky and selene...heee... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;the next morning, i was woken up by an an's(hui's niece)&amp;nbsp;voice...haha....and couldn't really sleep after that but still closing my eyes to rest...till around noon, then we got ready to go out.. nic, hui and me went to suntec whereas for selene, she went for judo...hmm...we caught&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://kingarthur.movies.go.com/main.html"&gt;King Arthur&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;while&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;waiting and rotting for someone to come..the show was quite nice...hehe...but didn't really catch some of the scenes cos i'm dozing off...hahah...and the cinema was so damn cold that i kept shivering...ya like what nic said, it's like lotr...enemies lining up in front of the fortress or walls of stones getting ready to charge in..with weapons like swords, bows and arrows, daggers, short swords and etc...oh and the guy i like or actually admire in the movie who actually was the second one to die&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;called Tristan...hehee...no wonder&amp;nbsp;other than King&amp;nbsp;Arthur, i kept hearing&amp;nbsp;this name, Tristan and just couldn't figure out who is it...haha...and other than this two name, i couldn't catch whats the rest of the cast names...hahaha&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;hmm...well, met him yesterday for dinner together with my two girls...know what, the phobia and the weirdness is back again...haiz...really don't know what's in my mind and what i'm thinking...how come i will become like that...haiz...i alwayz have this tendency of goin out with this particular guy (other than my good guy friends la...)and don't wish to keep in contact or don't have the urge or want to go out with him again...sigghh...i'm weird...well, maybe he's not the one ...maybe when i don't feel that way when going out with a guy, then that guy is meant for me...ya...maybe it works that's way...haiz...feel so guilty to sort of lead him on now...haiz...feel so bad...i'm so nasty..=(...hate myself...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108995925958643065?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108995925958643065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=108995925958643065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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never reveal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is really blind...when u're being asked if you would rather be with a person who is able to make u happy or be with one that only angers u and makes u sad, the ans is alwayz the latter...not that u're tryin to make urself miserable or what, but you just like that person even he's not perfect or good...the feeling is just there...but for me, it always ends up with a rejection...that's y i hate to fall in love...that's y pple call that falling in love cos u're really falling into a trap call love...siggh...what should i do now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108956746715952071?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108956746715952071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>=l|kE u, l|kE u nOt=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...downloading songs again...siggh...when will i finish downloading my spiderman 2 ost and windstruck ost??...grr...i've been downloading them for days!!hmm...feel like getting a mp3 player with very large storage size and transfer all my downloaded songs into it, instead of burning them into CDs and play it in my CD player!!! ...maybe a reasonable storage size la cos larger storage is alwayz very ex..hehe...and you should know that i'm a super duper lazy girl which will just grab my CD player and stuff it in my bag and listen to that particular disc like over and over again everyday... hehee....so sis, mummy, daddy sponsor me!!(haiz wishful thinking i guess...=( )hmm...but the other side of me wanted a digital camera...and i'm like eyeing for one already but its freaking expensive!!!! haiz...but it's very slim....really very nice...just one look at it, you will fall for it that kind...hehe..but when u see the price, u will start thinking twice and just forget about it...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh tml will be my last day of work at hui's shop, same for hui too!! really cant bear to leave there actually...hehe...quite fun to work there...the funny uncles, the forever_suan-ing_and_qi-fu_me_but_alwayz_giving_me_a_helping_hand_whenever_i_need newcomers(actually not really newcomers cos they work there for mths already but compare to the rest, they are..) and some who_alwayz_take_care_of_me uncles (like Raymond and vincent uncles!! hehee...they're so damn nice!!)...and jamie and hui li!!! ehehe...really love them all!! oh of course not forgetting my beloved hui!! hehe...alwayz buying food for me and forever refuse to take my money(eh hui, u say me, see money like nothing(of course buy sth must pay mah) but what about u!! give u, u also don't want!! grr)and the countless accompanied toilet trips and the numerous helping hands from you...really really nice and enjoyable working there...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108946939306322647?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108946939306322647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=108946939306322647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108946939306322647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108946939306322647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/lke-u-lke-u-not.html' title='l|kE u, l|kE u nOt'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-108938902674682367</id><published>2004-07-09T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T00:06:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=mEtEoR gArDeN=</title><content type='html'>=mEtEoR gArDeN=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for checkup today...not many pple actually..hmm maybe it's because i went there very early....the school is so damn big, making me feel abit scare...really wondering if i will know my way there on the first day of school...sigh...really gotta try taking mrt and bus there one day before the actual school days..basically, everybody there seems to have friends to accompany them whereas for me, i'm accompanied by my parents...sigh...will i make any friends in uni?(-_-)&lt;br /&gt;after the checkup, we went to Jurong Point to get my x-ray done...then, had our breakfast cum lunch there...really need a diet now..i actually put on 2kg!!!!! arrggghh...i knew it...haiz..really gotta go for one meal a day kind of diet now...DONT EVER TRY TEMPTING ME WITH ANY FOOD FROM NOW ON, PEOPLE!!! =p....after that, we walked around the shopping centre and i got myself a PMK polo tee...actually wanted to get another shirt from Esprit but i forgot to bring the discount card so decided to get it another day..hehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downloading music now...sighh..the queue is so long at night...waiting for like an hour or more for just one song...*yawn* quite tired now actually...whole body aching...and my lips..grr...don't know what happen to it too...arrggghhh!!!!!!!!!! heee...sorry...just feel like shouting...=p...ehehe...gonna watch meteor garden 2 later...thanz nicky for lending me!!! really sad watching yesterday episode in the tv...i actually cried...ke lian de Shancai and Dao Ming Si...haiz..=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108938902674682367?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108938902674682367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=108938902674682367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108938902674682367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108938902674682367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/meteor-garden.html' title='=mEtEoR gArDeN='/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-108929933912624708</id><published>2004-07-08T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T23:08:59.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wE aRe</title><content type='html'>=sP|dErMaN 2 oSt=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the devil on the doorstep now &lt;br /&gt;My oh my &lt;br /&gt;Telling everybody home &lt;br /&gt;Just how to live their lives &lt;br /&gt;Sliding down the information highway &lt;br /&gt;Buying in just like a bunch of fools &lt;br /&gt;Time is ticking and we cant go back &lt;br /&gt;My oh my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the world today &lt;br /&gt;What about the place that we call home &lt;br /&gt;We've never been so many &lt;br /&gt;And we've never been so alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;Keep watching from your pickit fence &lt;br /&gt;You keep talking but it makes no sense &lt;br /&gt;They say we're not responsible &lt;br /&gt;But we are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;You washed your hands &lt;br /&gt;You come out clean &lt;br /&gt;Your feelings recognise me and the means within &lt;br /&gt;You say we're not responsible &lt;br /&gt;But we are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step forward making two steps back &lt;br /&gt;My oh my &lt;br /&gt;Biting piggy are the bad boys back for life? &lt;br /&gt;Lining up for the grand illusion &lt;br /&gt;No anwers for no questions asked &lt;br /&gt;Lining up for the execution &lt;br /&gt;With a lowing way??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;Keep watching from your pickit fence &lt;br /&gt;You keep talking but it makes no sense &lt;br /&gt;They say we're not responsible &lt;br /&gt;But we are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;You washed your hands &lt;br /&gt;You come out clean &lt;br /&gt;Your feelings recognise me and the means within &lt;br /&gt;You say we're not responsible &lt;br /&gt;But we are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spoken) &lt;br /&gt;It's all about power &lt;br /&gt;By taking control &lt;br /&gt;Breaking the will &lt;br /&gt;And leaving the soul &lt;br /&gt;They suck us dry till there's nothing left &lt;br /&gt;My oh my &lt;br /&gt;My oh my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the world today &lt;br /&gt;What about the place that we call home &lt;br /&gt;We've never been so many &lt;br /&gt;And we've never been &lt;br /&gt;So alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alone &lt;br /&gt;Keep watching from your pickit fence &lt;br /&gt;You keep talking but it makes no sense &lt;br /&gt;They say we're not responsible &lt;br /&gt;But we are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;You washed your hands &lt;br /&gt;You come out clean &lt;br /&gt;Your feelings recognise me and the means within &lt;br /&gt;You say we're not responsible &lt;br /&gt;But we are &lt;br /&gt;We are &lt;br /&gt;We are ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are by Ana (Spiderman 2 ost)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108929933912624708?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108929933912624708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=108929933912624708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108929933912624708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108929933912624708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/2004/07/we-are.html' title='wE aRe'/><author><name>plpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361583906429491122</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-7453604.post-108922150954867507</id><published>2004-07-08T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T01:31:49.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kEy tO mY hEaRt</title><content type='html'>=kEy tO mY hEaRt=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's inside me...what do i want...always falling for the wrong one...i can sense that the door to my heart is closing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7453604.post-108913255871530677</id><published>2004-07-07T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T00:56:43.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oNLy hEaVeN kNoWs</title><content type='html'>=oNLy hEaVeN kNoWs=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cut my hair with nic and her mum today...but not much of a difference with my previous one...haha..cos i'm planning to grow long hair so the hairdresser didn't cut much...overall, okie lohz...but my fringe...looks abit weird...haha...whatever...=p...&lt;br /&gt;After that, nic and i went to cine leisure's buttercup cafe to rot and chit chat for hours before i headed down for my tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class 95 was playing "hEaVeN kNoWs" just now and it reminded me of &lt;em&gt;windstruck&lt;/em&gt;...really very touching...have the urge to watch it again....hehe...jus like The sassy girl...hehe..i watched it twice too..oh and the classic oso now that i remembered...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Never take for granted every person close to your heart N alwayz tell them what you want to say them immediately coz U might wake up one day finding them not by your side anymore.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's always on my mind &lt;br /&gt;From the time I wake up 'til I close my eyes &lt;br /&gt;She's everywhere I go &lt;br /&gt;She's all I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though she's so far away &lt;br /&gt;It just keeps gettin' stronger everyday &lt;br /&gt;And even now she's gone &lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding on &lt;br /&gt;So tell me where do I start &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's breaking my heart &lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;br /&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends keep tellin' me &lt;br /&gt;That if you really love her &lt;br /&gt;You've gotta set her free &lt;br /&gt;And if she returns in kind &lt;br /&gt;I'll know she's mine &lt;br /&gt;So tell me where do I start &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart &lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;br /&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I live in despair &lt;br /&gt;'Cause wide awake or dreaming &lt;br /&gt;I know she's never there &lt;br /&gt;And all this time I act so brave &lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking inside &lt;br /&gt;Why does it hurt me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;br /&gt;'Cause heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows &lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heaven knows by Rick Price&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108913255871530677?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108913255871530677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>w|nDsTrUcK...</title><content type='html'>=&lt;em&gt;wHeN yOu fEeL tHe w|nD wHeN i'M nOt aRoUnD, |t wOuLd bE mE&lt;/em&gt;..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;em&gt;W|nDsTrUcK&lt;/em&gt; today...the first part of the movie was hilarious and most of the pple were like laughing non-stop including me and nic, and u should see nic, laughing and giggling all the way during the first part..hehee...but as the sad part slowly came, u can suddenly hear the sudden change of mood...from laughter to quietness then to sniffing..that applies to me too as i looked at the screen without blinking my eyes and then soon tears filled the brim of my eyes...actually i prefer this movie to &lt;em&gt;The Sassy Girl&lt;/em&gt;...find that show more lame though it's still very nice...really...this show is so sweeettt....so nicee...but very sad...haiz...really like korean movies' official website like "&lt;a href="http://www.classicromance.co.kr/"&gt;"tHe cLaSs|c"&lt;/a&gt;" and this one, "&lt;a href="http://www.yeochinso.com"&gt;"w|nDsTrUcK"&lt;/a&gt;..really...this is a highly recommended show if u are into those korean romantic, sad comedies...really a great show...two thumbs up!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mama take this badge from me&lt;br /&gt;I can't use it anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's getting dark too dark to see&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama put my guns in the ground&lt;br /&gt;I can't shoot them anymore&lt;br /&gt;That cold black cloud is comin' down&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU JUST BETTER START SNIFFIN' YOUR OWN&lt;br /&gt;RANK SUBJUGATION JACK 'CAUSE IT'S JUST&lt;br /&gt;YOU AGAINST YOUR TATTERED LIBIDO, THE BANK&lt;br /&gt;AND THE MORTICIAN, FOREVER MAN AND IT&lt;br /&gt;WOULDN'T BE LUCK IF YOU COULD GET OUT OF&lt;br /&gt;LIFE ALIVE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knocking heaven's door by Youme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only there's a guy(whom i like too)who will protect me and love me like what the guy in the movie did...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108904504975732733?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453604.post-108895483769945032</id><published>2004-07-04T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T23:33:58.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>| l|kEs tHe sHoRtS!!!hehee</title><content type='html'>=| l|kEs tHe sHoRtS!!!hehee=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the shorts!!!!! hehehee...so happy lalalala and it's the last piece!!(but i bet they will still restock it again..but then....... IT'S STILL VERY NICE!!! heeheh)and i actually bought it at tampines mall, near my hse lohz.....luckily i didn't go to town yesterday just for that shorts...oh but before that, i went to bugis with hui after my work and we were like shopping in a hurry(which we alwayz are...duno y too)...we alwayz seem to be unable to shop finish and alwayz like two mad girls rushing to somewhere...haha..and we two bought something from this shop, " Little matchstick girl" hehe..the name of the shop was cute rite...hehe...the shop sells nice clothing!! but they only take quite a few stock of each kind or pattern or design...like the 3/4 pants i bought, it was the last piece too...and i actually wanted to get another shorts from them but out of stock too...haiz...and hui bought a top...but then the shorts were abit tight for me...haiz...see!! i tink i really need to go on a diet(k...i noe i said it alot of times..but i never seem to be doin wat i said)...all the pants were tight for me now...sigggghhh...oh and i found and bought the nike bottle that my cousin, nat, wanted so badly and which was out of stock for quite sometime and my mum actually kept reminding me everyday when i was about to step out the hse to look for it...see!! at such a young age (pri 1) getting branded bottle...my mum spoiling him ah!!!...thinkin back at my times, i still remembered i carried like those bottles which could press from behind and the cap would open and the straw would pop out by itself...and it's like minnie mouse picture??? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...kept having headache recently...and i kept having chest pain at one side when i start to breathe in too deeply too(oh no..i'm dyin!!!)...am i having serious illness?? hope nope...there's lotz of things i haven do!! don't bring mi awayz from here so fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;*choi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...watching windstruck tml!! finally!! hope i wont tear after watching it cos i heard from some of my frens who have watched that show already that it's very touching but sad...&lt;em&gt;don't tell me something happen to the guy in the end...no!!&lt;/em&gt;hehe...still considering whether to get the bracelet tml...hmm..but quite not worthwhile to spend the money on a bracelet...but i really like it...haiz...c tomorrow how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be strong ger...let it go..really...haiz..alwayz see u sad sad online, mk mi sad too...den u oso very quiet online nowadays...haiz...siggghhh...really don't wish to see u like this =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORTUGAL FIGHT TILL THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108895483769945032?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108895483769945032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>sLeEpY...</title><content type='html'>=t|tLe-LeSs=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob...how come Czech Republic lost to Greece...is Greece that good???...hmm...nvm...i vote for Portugal to beat them!!! hope they dun disappoint me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn...gonna slp soon...haiz...maybe going walk walk alone tomorrow after work to see if the shorts i want have my size already and maybe some other things too...actually supposed to watch &lt;em&gt;windstruck&lt;/em&gt; tml...but nic unable to make it so we decided to watch it on mon instead...hopefully, there's my size this time round...well, i have this tendency of not getting the things when i first saw it and it caught my eyes...it's becoming a habit...and by the time, i want that thing, there's no size la, out of stock la...or watever other stuffs la...haiz...and i will have to like ask them to help me check if there's any stock at other shopping centres and then go down straight to get it...troublesome me..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiz...cheer up leh u...dun want to see u with the frowning, "hai-ing" and blankly face leh..where has the happy u gone to??? so sad to see u like this...he don't worth u , really...try to let go...as least try k...slowly...eventually it will be gone...u will find someone much much much much better than him, trust me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now for ur turn hehe.. follow ur heart, ger...go ahead and try if that's wat u want...if u still not so sure...go out with him more...know him more...(k...for me is different ...dun say how come i cant ah...hahaha =p)...have this feeling this one for u will work out...hehe...happy falling in _ _ _ _...hehe =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope u will get well soon and hope that the new job for u will be more enjoyable than what ur old job used to be...well, i know that u wont be able to read this, but jus wanna blog it here...duno y...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guess the cold war will never end...hmm...well, so be it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so high I did not recognize&lt;br /&gt;The fire burning in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;The chaos that controlled my mind&lt;br /&gt;Whispered goodbye and she got on a plane&lt;br /&gt;Never to return again&lt;br /&gt;But always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to feed her appetite&lt;br /&gt;Keep her coming every night&lt;br /&gt;So hard to keep her satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Kept playing love like it was just a game&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Then turn around and leave again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fix these broken things&lt;br /&gt;Repair your broken wings&lt;br /&gt;And make sure everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;My pressure on your hips&lt;br /&gt;Sinking my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;Into every inch of you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that's what you want me to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said Goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maroon 5 - tHiS LoVe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108878669996103156?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betruetome.blogspot.com/feeds/108878669996103156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453604&amp;postID=108878669996103156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108878669996103156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453604/posts/default/108878669996103156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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afternoon...my head suddenly felt heavy and seemed to be spinning around...all of sudden, felt so moody and had this feeling that i would faint any min...and the worst thing was i actually had to serve one customer (actually not one customer as it's a family..) which took me half an hour before he bought the thing from me...wah!! at that point of time, i nearly wanted to call for help, asking someone else to take over me but i still endured la cos it's kinda rude that way and if i were the customer, i wont want my salesman/woman to past me to other salesmans or wat after the whole "asking session" and having the intention to buy that product...well, it's my fault anyway...maybe it's because i stayed up late last night to catch the euro match and didn't have some sleep before it..sigh...but my prediction was right..hehe...portugal won!! hehe...and RONALDO scores the first goal!! ehhee...well done!!...he's so so so so so(infinite times) cute!!! =p hmm...don't think i'm gonna stay up for tonight's match but my prediction for today's match is Czech Republic...hehee...we'll see..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where's the real you...find urself back...quick...and in fact i want all of us to be like wat we were last time...close...very close...going out together just like when we're young...apart and distant is what i feel now...haiz...i don't know...i'm confused...is everything gonna stay this way...really cant imagine u actually blurted everything out out of rage...is that how u keep secret...well, i'm disappointed...totally disappointed in you...there's nothing more i can say about you...have some reflection on urself..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453604-108869473606664213?l=betruetome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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parents...ahaha..those were the days..hmm...if someone were to ask me now that what's my favourite band or singer...there's so many i can name...the corrs, avril lavinge, matchbox 20, BSB....blah blah...the list will go on and on....there's too many singers nowadays...too many to gauge which one is the best among all...guess it has to depend on the songs then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! gonna watch spiderman2 tml!! cant wait to see!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notice me, take my hand &lt;br /&gt;Why are we strangers when &lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong &lt;br /&gt;Why carry on without me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to fly, I fall &lt;br /&gt;Without my wings, I feel so small &lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby &lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;I see your face, it's haunting me &lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make believe that you are here &lt;br /&gt;It's the only way I see clear &lt;br /&gt;What have I done &lt;br /&gt;You seem to move on easy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to fly, I fall &lt;br /&gt;Without my wings, I feel so small &lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby &lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me &lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have made it rain &lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me &lt;br /&gt;My weakness caused you pain &lt;br /&gt;And this song's my sorry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I pray &lt;br /&gt;That soon your face will fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to fly, I fall &lt;br /&gt;Without my wings, I feel so small &lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby &lt;br /&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me &lt;br /&gt;I guess I need you, baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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