<?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-9461527</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:00:55.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9461527.post-113353518809165188</id><published>2005-12-02T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T06:53:08.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I  need more friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  need more friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  need more friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I  need more friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I  need more friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just leave me alone..~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113353518809165188?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113353518809165188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113353518809165188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113353518809165188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113353518809165188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-need-more-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-113352846233537499</id><published>2005-12-02T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T05:02:18.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fustrated...!!!!... i juz so fustrated...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored...... sick.. mind juz squashed.. in the puddle.. of .. mud..~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was ... a .. bloody wk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wk that.. its .. full of internal politics.. a wk that .. its full of .. unhappy events....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypocrite.. back stabber.... all .. juz ..rounded.. up..~.. they are juz bastards....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my nose.. is getting worse.. n worse..~.... juz pray .. tat.. nx.. yr.. my nose.. doens't need..to go for an operation..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im juz sick.. of it...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want.. to relaz.. i want to ..vent .. all the anger.. out.~... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz... feel like have someone..to talk .. to..~...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all this bloody .. things..juz ...burst.. inside.. my mind..~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y .. is life.. juz so torturing..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i am too sissy ..?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are not in the shoes... of me..~.. n bloody .. shutz.. the ..nonsense.. up..~.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113352846233537499?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113352846233537499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113352846233537499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113352846233537499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113352846233537499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/12/fustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-113223748685983380</id><published>2005-11-17T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T06:24:46.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could catch a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;I would do it just for you,&lt;br /&gt;And share with you its beauty&lt;br /&gt;On the days you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;If I could build a mountain&lt;br /&gt;You could call your very own,&lt;br /&gt;A place to find serenity,&lt;br /&gt;A place to be alone&lt;br /&gt;If I could take your troubles&lt;br /&gt;I would toss them in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;But all these things I'm finding&lt;br /&gt;Are impossible for me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot build a mountain,&lt;br /&gt;Or catch a rainbow fair,&lt;br /&gt;But let me be what I know best,&lt;br /&gt;A friend who's always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people will walk in and out of your life,but only true friends will leavefootprints in your heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the ironic of life~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113223748685983380?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113223748685983380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>if to conclude the events of the year .. its much of a more adventurous year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if to say that i have change throughout year by year.... i didnt change much this year compare to the previous year..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is still hanging in a mid-point..~.. i didnt even had a break through within myself..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if times prove that a person grows as year pass by ... i will say that comparing the past yrs and last year.. it prove to be a challenge to me..~.... a challenge that prove me to a higher stages in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actuall adding up to the events this year.. there .. no much .. event to be concluded..~..... but.. if u link up ... all the events.. u will have realize that.. 1 yr.. is going to pass..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it alwys.. seems that.. i am competing.. with times.. in my life..~... is i kiasu .. or wat..~.. i nv like the .. feeling of lefting out.. behind.. time..~.. people may say i do things.. in a rush..i .. too ... minded bout all things.. but.. this is the .. way .. n tempo.. tat.. i live.. with n do .. things .. its the ..philosophy of .. my life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if added the events.. that happen this years.. i will say its a year where people learn hw to build out mutual respects ..... if time is a factor that will prove everything... in my life i hope it will guide me to a better life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things no longer matter ... to me..~.. i have learn precious things and events tat i cherish it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no point emphasised if it lay down deep in ur heart...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuo.. Ren.. Shld noe its own values.. in life~... n dun take things for granted..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe tat im not a saint.. but i help tat a helping hand could brought out happiness in life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won be wish to be peddle stone in a person life..~.... i wish to be a smoothly laid red carpet... that lead... people to the happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys out there shld learn .. b4.. crictising people..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cong has walk out ........ n to the higher note ...... a future is bless in its endeavors.. with a pairs of wings that enable cong to fly higher..~.... n i noe it has out limit it self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if in life.. its full of competetition .. it is juz mean to change u better..~...only be competing u noe hw far u r...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113180649509034623?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113180649509034623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113180649509034623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113180649509034623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113180649509034623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-to-conclude-events-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-113173637589020074</id><published>2005-11-12T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:12:55.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>totally exhausted after coming back so late..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet...it still too tired for me.. to slp... a whirl inside my mind..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u see the lyrics of the song.. u will wish tat.. u can express... out... all ur anger or tots that decribe bout ur past life..~.. u juz .. feel like.. venting it out within .. seconds.. of.. enjoyable..~ the adrenaline running in ur veins..~... but somehw i juz... wont burst it out..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my life~... i will hold back.. abit..~... on the things i do and the thinking of mine..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast ..this..year.. gonna end.. soon..~.. it seems.. tat.. i haven got.. enuff.. out of it..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbox.. is enjoyable..~........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be had to conclude.... wat are the things.. that.. happened so much in .. love..~... but i juz wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when love holds tightly .. both together..~&lt;br /&gt;it proves tat.. hw much ..it means to each other..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fated destiny... doesnt appear..much .. in a lifetime.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont becoz of love n lost ur temper...~.. as this two things.. shld.... nv.. be addded as picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having bad temper doesnt.. show.. tat.. u love the person more..~.... this is wat i felt..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz feeling to use the ..formula of economic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Law of Demand and Supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the rule shld be apply in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n that its... Demand= Supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when.. both interpoint each other..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means.. u all have reach the mid point of love..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n it shld.. be.. good enuff..~.. neutral for both guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz love ..... shld be ... juz part of ur life.. and.. shld not occupied.. the whole of ur life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am correct.. or wrong..~... this is wat i felt.. ya..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. it maybe.. one of the topic.. tat.. wont get out of my mind ba..~&lt;br /&gt;it seems there is nobody tat can throw love aside..~.. coz ev need .. love..ya?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz..~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113173637589020074?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113173637589020074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113173637589020074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113173637589020074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113173637589020074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/11/totally-exhausted-after-coming-back-so.html' title=''/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-113137405445141740</id><published>2005-11-07T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T06:34:14.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ai?</title><content type='html'>finally after 2 wks... 2 wks of mental torture..  my headache .. started to drop tremendously.. i noe.. wat.. it coz.. my headahce.. le..~.. hur hur.. n my bp is.. fine..~.. so .. hope it continue.. on...~.. 19 yrs in.. my life.. this is the first.. time.. my nose.. was in such a critical.. condition.. Sinus.. Infection..~... u all may not noe.. wat it is .. but.. it is a serious.. thing..~.. hmm .. today i have a half..day ..off..~.... so i go find .. they all..~.. go walk walk...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly .. i felt.. tat.. my mind lighten.. so much in .. 1 day .. not .. tat.. my headache lighten.. but..i don .. have so much things.. kept in my mind..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y... kept.. so much things..in mind..?.. why ..?... throw them aside.... why muz weight every things.. in mind.. ~.. juz .. throw it... awy ...~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz Fuck .. the way out of it..~.. n fuck my way out.. of.. SAF... ( Serve And Fuck) ...OFF..~!... haha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*abit vulgar... but paisehz..la..~.. seriously its.. not.. becoz.. of army .. i become.. so .. vulgar..~.. let me.. release..some stress..*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat love.?.. y .. all.. people.. talking.. bout it..~.. love.. is.. juz .. nothing..it.. juz a.. illusion.. it.. juz.. something.. tat..~.. either.. u can.. cherish it.. or.. u cant..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y .. .. kept.. urself.. in the bordom.. of love..~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y..... trap urself.. ~.. in love..?.. when.. every .. thing.. doenst.. have an ans.. everything.. doesnt .. need.. a explaination...?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz throw it behind..la..~... love.. juz .. Sux..~!.... love..is... nothing..~.. when .. u believe.. that .. u can .. survive .. on ur own..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*couples.. don think .. tat.. love.. .. can be.. eternity ..~.. coz... when .. both dies..~.. the love..is gone..lol..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MIND OH MIND.. JUZ .. throw.. ev thing aside..~.. enjoy urself..~... control.. ur temper.. b4.. it rise again..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... mUz.. be optimistic.. to get urself.. out of depression..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one tat walk.. without ... guilt.. is the one tat is most happy in the world..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz... u noe that u cherish ev moments.. in life~.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unleash urself..  RElaz..... ~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez..~...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113137405445141740?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113137405445141740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113137405445141740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113137405445141740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113137405445141740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/11/ai.html' title='ai?'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-113102641854303511</id><published>2005-11-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T06:00:18.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>notice</title><content type='html'>~ n o t i c e~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to u guys if my face are black and fierce.. or .. the way i talk is harsh....&lt;br /&gt;i not feeling well ... i having a chronicle headache.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls bear with it..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fine... ~.. i juz don feel like talking...&lt;br /&gt;coz i am getting tense.... easily&lt;br /&gt;i juz hope to give myself ample rest to my mind..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd nitez&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9461527.post-113067742536149006</id><published>2005-10-30T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:03:45.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>hmmm this wk.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say much bout this wk..~ im out of the camp.. going home.. ev day for the pass one wk..~.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..... in every aspect .. this ..is .. not an enjoyable.. wk..~.. alot of feelings.. alots of thinking..~.. disputes and issues.. was all around..~.. and my headache.. was.. haunting.. me... overall health wasnt that good..~... flu was back.. ev thing was back..~.. dia ask me a qns... when then i wont get sick..~.. n i told her..when the day im dead .. i wont get sick..le.~.... sometimes...its not the headache that cause the temper.. but.. it was force that surge up to mind..~.. that.. i suddenly .. lose.. my temper... n then headache..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd ... when taking mrt.. while talking..~.. i suddenly .. become.. breathless... n in the nite.. suddenly.... juz felt.. like vomit..~... n the pressure is juz around... my head... today .. was not .. better.. then ytd..~.... i feel sick for the whole day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will one day ..i will just.. collaspe.. n unconcious..?.... today .. went.... to my grandparents.. house..... then .. noe my grandpa.. got.. minor.. stroke.. in his.. face..~.. but i cant take.. my leave..yet.. or else.. i accompany.. him to ttsh... to find a specialist..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes.. really .. don understand.. my uncle.. is he crazy .. or.. wat..~....his eccentric.. behaviour.. no one ..can understand.. him...~...... he didnt ..live along well with grandpa.. then.. for heaven sake.. juz leave that.. house...~.. u are damm.. rich .. n u are not poor..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n 2 olds one.. leave in a 4-room flat..~.. muz.. well.. sell awy.. the hse.. n.. leave.. with my auntie.... some time don really understand.. my grandma.. thinking..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sell awy the hse... move to ... my aunt... new.. hse... a 4-storey hse..... cant accomadate 2 people..?.. can rite?.. there maid.. n my aunt to accompany them.. my cousin is all there..~.. they can.. juz enjoy .. there..~.. or.. if not.. move.. to my other.. aunt hse.. or wat..~.. wat is there to worried.. so much..~.. finacially .. or .. wat..~.. it is not .. an aspect of the problem..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y .. the old people.. are so stubborn.. juz enjoy..~.. n let my aunt.. all that.. settle.. the rest of the problem..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things really aint the same anymore..~...&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.... see dia blog..?.. let me ans.. the qns again..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Is a Perfect Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a perfect relationship.. is you love the person.. for who they are....~.... or.. change her to a better person.. the world is changing .. so do u .. ~ no one is perfect in this world... but at least .. change each other to a better person.... both live and ... build the future together..~... the united in one heart.. n the trust .. im sure if u are truly in love..~.. no one can seperate.. both of u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Possessive is Possessive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don believe in possesive..even .. if yes..~.. possessive in the sense.. that.. u love her .. very much..~.... but.. not to the extend... without her u cant.. leave.. coz.. u cant.. be .. living dependent.. on a person..~.. if... the person.. is gone.. means.. ur world..is oso gone..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don believe.. being possessive.. can kept ur .. love one.. though i don have a relationship..~.. i felt.. tat.. a .. relationship.. muz.. be.. build on trust..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its as simple as tat.. if she is urs.. she will run awy.. if.. she is not urs.. how possesive.. she.. will ..leave u in the end..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a thing btw 2 person..~.... if .. u hold.. a relationship.... n.. felt tat it has a future.. then... both shld have total trust..~... total trust means there no doubt in the person..~... this is hw 2 heart interlink together..~........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i seriously don believe in possesive.. or restrict the doing of that person..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarrel may be part of relationship.. but even there .. is no quarrel.. it could..oso.. build a better relationship......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swt memories.. is.. juz.. something.. tat.. give u a smile.. when is being think back... but one shld enjoy each n every moment..~.. that will lead to a better understanding of the person..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will feel.. guilty .. if a mistake.. is being made..~.. i noe.. it will leave.. a scar in the person heart...~.. but.... i nv.. intend. to broke a person heart.. .. i treat ev thing... with trust..~.. n i hope each n everyone of u do..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is my wish..~.... im afraid of losing alot.. of thing.. in life.. but .. i know.. one is lost.. u still have to carry on moving..~but..... at least.... move in ur life without guilt... knowing tat.. even u broken the heart.. of the person... u still treat her.. to the .. best.... n be there ... for her ani momentz..... so even if one day .. she leave u ... u wont feel guilt or sad..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till today ev thing juz passes me... swiftly.. i believe.. one day ... i will .. find the person .... tat belongs to me..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will make sure.. she will be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cant make.. her feel secure.. i will let her feel secure with my love..~&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-9461527.post-113042354921504698</id><published>2005-10-27T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T07:32:29.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unhappy</title><content type='html'>who can sense the unhappiness in me this few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got ask me..~.. or think bout.. it..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i juz like nv existed in this world..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y?.... sometime i really wish to ask heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y my life is full of waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who bother bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did heaven.. treated.. fairly.. but.. i didnt.. cherish it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the heaven is juz so unfair..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the past days..~... ?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fallen regime and.. the starting of the nx era&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im alwys understanding..~.. alwys..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz .... feeling to write something..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will really understand....~....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113042354921504698?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113042354921504698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113042354921504698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113042354921504698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113042354921504698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/10/unhappy_27.html' title='unhappy'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-113042354097353928</id><published>2005-10-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T07:32:21.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unhappy</title><content type='html'>who can sense the unhappiness in me this few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got ask me..~.. or think bout.. it..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i juz like nv existed in this world..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y?.... sometime i really wish to ask heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y my life is full of waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who bother bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did heaven.. treated.. fairly.. but.. i didnt.. cherish it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the heaven is juz so unfair..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the past days..~... ?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fallen regime and.. the starting of the nx era&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im alwys understanding..~.. alwys..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz .... feeling to write something..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will really understand....~....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113042354097353928?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113042354097353928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113042354097353928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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take things.. for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz. thing..is never.. the same..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one... can forsee the future... only u urself..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth is a fairy tale story.. nothing..is.. everlasting..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz being trap in the edifice of blocks..~.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113042224499144709?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113042224499144709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113042224499144709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113042224499144709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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being posted there as a driver, the camp is nearer to my house compare to tekong. hmm the only thing in mind is the environment there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwys have the same feeling throughout, an empty feeling, my mind is so empty ....~.. helpless...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im abit sick for this wk....  though recovering well, there still abit of slight headache.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying talking people who went pass the different stages in life... it give me a new perspective to situation and the society...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the interview taken while dia they all was editing it.... each of them treated love different, and has their own way of defining love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gib me some thoughts while analzying wat they said........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but out .. of all the things that all people says.... which one will suite me..?.. regardless of love or studies or even work.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im alwys being tired out.. when thinking all this... im lack of soemthing in every areas...&lt;br /&gt;but i working for a future that i really like.. ~.. but out of all ... things ..look so near but its actually so far awy....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that.. there is alot of things i cant let of?.... or shld i juz prioritize the things in my life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juz make u such a failure.. when u can plan.. things well.. in ur life..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz tired of seeing things.. happen.. again n again here.. and there..~....Sick of it..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-113007334800136825?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/113007334800136825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=113007334800136825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113007334800136825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/113007334800136825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/10/outta.html' title='outta'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112939280577501481</id><published>2005-10-16T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:13:25.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>y</title><content type='html'>y .. my headache.. come back..again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz felt...the b.p getting higher...~... like... the blood vessels bursting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i might juz collaspe.. and.. migrate to another world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my body was abit numb.. and.. my hands and legs.. was trembling.. all along..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso.. not sure hw can i conclude..the events.. .. happening today ..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there few when u wan to find a soul mate.. that at least understand u at the moment of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i shldnt.. make a fuss... today ..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. im juz sorry .... i cant control.. myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry.. but .. i really appreciate.. the tots n things.. being.. done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime.. i juz.. felt im really petty .. im shld be grateful but.. im juz.. like still not satisfied..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really poor at .. showing my gratitude.. towards.. people..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz.. hope tat.. it will be a better..day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ..... to people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C²&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112939280577501481?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112939280577501481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112939280577501481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112939280577501481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112939280577501481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/10/y.html' title='y'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112878302292258214</id><published>2005-10-08T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T07:50:22.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>it is true that.. unless u are the person involve.. then u feel wat is happening..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a relationship with  up and downs is then consider a stealth relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is call love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw much is then consider that u love the person.. much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tolerance + caring + quarrel+ accomodation= love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acommodation+ caring= love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im wrong.. maybe... i nv settled down .. with a relationship in life.. b4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ..~.. this is wat i have in mind...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is part of my fairy dreams?.. or .. its something tat.. can accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y sometimes love ..looks so tiring?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt tat.. u shld be indulge in love .. then.. being.. tired by it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. its juz something that cannot be solve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a relationship that both can handle it .. its coz.. love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the sweetness and bitterness.. is being .. blended.. inside..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz like a .. cup of coffee.... when u first drunk its sweet... Coz.. u added.. sugar..~.. but.... after u drunk it.. it taste.. better..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. it.. gib.. u a.. wonderful enjoyment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112878302292258214?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112878302292258214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112878302292258214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112878302292258214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112878302292258214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112818704805493121</id><published>2005-10-02T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T10:17:28.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat make a person sad and wat make a person happy?&lt;br /&gt;does someone need to be adaptable in life.. and kept changing throughout the life..?&lt;br /&gt;it is good or bad...? some of the things in the world.. u cant really get an ans....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the optimistic side of me.. there is alwys a hidden side in me...&lt;br /&gt;the fear .. which alwys lies inside .. the fear of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;things that is supress in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things can alwys be solve and there is alwys a solution to it..&lt;br /&gt;but i see myself like being caged and finding for freedom...&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being trapped.. i dont know how to .. write it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i am out ... all this thing wont.. trapped in my mind.. but when...~.. i am alone.... i started thinking all this things.. again..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person life revolve .. ard.. the different stage and level... but .. when i see back .. on myself.. im.. and .. alwys revolving.. the same.. point.. round n round.. again..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u think that.. wat u think is correct.. actually all the .. things.. is .. wrong..~.. what..is in ur mind.. is juz a illusion..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yy..... is u ... trap urself.. in ur own world.. or.. u cant adapt.. to the world..~.. i really cant.. get an ans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwys .. ponder.. the things .. i have done.. and my perspective.. towards.. life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i have been wrong all the while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sticking to the same old routine... in life.. nv get.. u moving .. further.. it.. juz satisfied..u for the time being..~.. but wat abt.. the future..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look ard.. and think abt.. the life.. of the people ard.. me..~... i feel that my lifestyle.. is really .. bored.... and dull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i hab no target.. in life.. nor .. wat.. i .. like.. in life..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ev day .. juz .. trying to past.. the day .. with .. computer and going out..~.. but al this.. can go on for hw long?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and compare to .. the person.. beside.. u ...~... each of them have their own companion...~.. the life.. of theirs.. a common.. goal that.. both of chasing for.. even if one without a companion...~.. they also .. find a life that can satisfied.. themselve..~.. but .. for me i juz .. felt tat. i am hoping on to .. kill each day .. as it passes by ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is the purpose..~.. i really dunno hw far.. i can go .. i really hab no idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ..... feeling had.. been entangle.. in my heart for a long time.~.. time to time.. i tot that i have really found or had the ability to come out with a solution....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i felt tat .. i had really fail myself..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant alwys depends on other..~.. the only way is to find.. a way .. out on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant hope that someone.. alwys .. take a torch and guide u .. or acc u in a darken night.. .. u .. have to grope the way .. out for urself..... with ur own lighten torch..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have failed.. i felt so powerless.. to the things in my mind..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the torch.. who can help me .. if i am.. trapped in the darken forest..~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being enlisted for 3 wks.. i learn .. some new ideas and things in life..~.. it widen the scope of my life..~.. the society.. and the .. human nature of people. and their thinking.. is much more.. complicated then ... wat i have been always .. tell myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its either i hindering myself. in life.. or... u can change the things in ur life..~. .. i hab nv really seen myself into the next stage..or life..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz like.. the bmt..... really wan see hw much i can push myself.. to the next stage or life.. hw far i can go .. in the bmt.. but .... i am currently out of course..~.. due.. to my foot and knee problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime.. i will think is it .. my endurance.. level is low. or.. i gib myself.. up easily.. or things juz cant be help. u can.. control somethings in life..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz .. don wish to .. carry my life on aimlessly....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people alwys laugh ard.. tat y something.. i am so block-head or si ban...~... but .. i really .. hope to push myself.. harder..~.. but i am really trying hard.. to push myself.. out the cage of my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... sometime.. i .. felt tat.. i don hab the time or the chacne to talk to  person to lighten the things in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe writing.... out in the blog will be a better chance .. for me..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cong.. cheers nite..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112818704805493121?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112818704805493121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112818704805493121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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You don't need any more battles. You just would like to be able to shout 'stop' and experience a little peace and calm - even if it be only for a little while. This doesn't mean that you need to cut yourself off from the rest of the world - it just means that you are seeking some respite, some physical or emotional relaxation that could release some of the tension and possibly reduce the internal conflict.&lt;br /&gt;You are experiencing considerable difficulty trying to achieve your goals. As a consequence of this you are becoming more and more irritable. Your friends and acquaintances are finding it increasingly more difficult to appease or to reason with you. You are the cause of your own problems. Don't be so impulsive. It is your vacillation that can lead to problems and uncertainties. Ease up a little.&lt;br /&gt;At times one is burdened with more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve - and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the realization of your dreams could become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you strive to do, something always seems to be holding you back. There is no subterfuge in you. You are a clear thinker and all you demand from life, in a relationship, is a partner whom you can trust and with whom you can, together, develop a foundation of trust based on understanding. You are your own person and you demand freedom of thought to follow your own convictions. You have no interest in 'two-timing' and all you seek is sincerity and 'straight-dealing'.&lt;br /&gt;You need to be needed and would like a situation where you will no longer be subjected to pressures and demands from those about you. There is no harm in 'dreaming' but it is you - and only you - that can be able to realize those dreams and to turn them into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my .. mood analysis.. for the past wks.. ev time.. play .. it.. it return the same comment.. and results..~.. it juz write my mood and feeling out..~.. hmmm~.. if u understand..me.. well..~.. u will understand.. the analysis.. and catch.. my feeling..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks .. u gals..~... hmm.. another 2 .. wonderous.. girl in my life.~.. tat lead me.. back.. and.. goes.. another direction..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... hope tat. after i come.. out..~.. it wont..be the same analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have ease quite alot..~............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have rest " mentally" for this 2 wks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall find the fun and goals..~.. in life..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cong is wriggling thru.. n happy...~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cong hope its cong frenz.. wriggle more.. but  dont disappear.. be happy.. u hab strong determination.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byez.. guyz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112610834626286222?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112610834626286222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112610834626286222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112610834626286222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112610834626286222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/09/enough-is-enough-and-you-feel-that.html' title=''/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112576009306535451</id><published>2005-09-03T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T08:08:13.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm....</title><content type='html'>if wanna count down..i left 4 days..to go in..~.. hmmm .. enjoy .. the holidays..?.. hmmm.. im quite...contented with my holiday ..~.. but not fully enjoyable... contented.. in the sense...that.. i not sianz.. i go help darren and dia with their shooting..... ~.. quite..tired..~... but i juz..feel fine..~.. its like.. since a long.. time..~.. go out ..and have  fresh air... with a clear mind..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to xiao gui lin..~.. i juz like.. the atmosphere.. around..~.. peaceful..~.. i am perspiring.. all the way ..~.. like juz have a bath.....~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long.. nv .. hab a fresh mind.. so long nv .. throw some much things.. behind..~.. maybe wat she said was rite...~..... Rest is the key to my life..~... or i will mess up alot of things..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... but .. a person nv .. get balance.. in life..~.... u cant balance.. two side... of the world.. n u cant ..balance.. the  views.. towards.. u ..~ u have to accept it... forget n forgive is something.. tat..guide u along the way.... in life..~......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tired..... seriously tired...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia.. buggin .. me .. to help them ans the qns.. wat is love .. and how to define..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ..is not bout caring.. the person... treating the person well..~....  and give it to watever.. ~... problems..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about caring the person.. understand..his/her tots....~.. have a stable communication btw.. couples..~.... mutual respect .. towards.. each other...~......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go through thick n thins... together..~..  they key to love.. or a relationship.. is trust..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u love.. him/her.. deeply .. u trust each other..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a love is not juz built on hw much the person care..bout.. u ..~.. or hw much u can depends.. on him/her..~.. if one day .. the person.. cant acc..~.. u.. he/her may juz lost ur heart..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one shldnt be too dependent on love..~.. love is juz ..something.. tat guide.. ~.. u to ..another.. happier stage in life...~.. and a partner.. that will acc.... u ..even.. if the whole.. world.. disappear.. but juz left.. both of u .. .. u still will be happy..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in love u cant balance.. hw will.. is each ..other being.. treated..~.. u cant compared it..~.. sumtimes.. it doesnt mean tat.. u gave over 110%.. of ur heart... they ..muz.. give u 110%&lt;br /&gt; back...~.. u muz understand.. their character..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust, forget and forgiveness... is the virtue to love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when. u really felt.. that.. u love the .. or .. like.. the person..very much..~..its where the point.. when.. both heart are being.. combined together..~... both party juz .. noes wat ..each another.. is thinking...~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.. cant be force..~... but .. it muz be respected..~.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ev thing.... is fated.. in life..~.. a gift.. from the heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore.. the more u muz cherish the momentz in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112576009306535451?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112576009306535451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112576009306535451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112576009306535451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112576009306535451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmmm.html' title='hmmm....'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112504721624400140</id><published>2005-08-26T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T02:06:56.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are seeking protection against anything which might seem to be exhausting you or tiring you out. It would appear that you are seeking a life of security and physical ease, free from any problem or disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, everything seems to be going so slowly - far slower than you anticipated - and this is causing you much anxiety and frustration. It would appear that there is little you can do about the series of events that now seem to be taking place. In spite of the fact that you feel like 'giving up' - don't. Take a deep breath and start over again and you will find that eventually the expression 'All's well that ends well' will have an extra special meaning for you.&lt;br /&gt;You are a demanding egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. This attitude makes people feel somewhat inadequate when in your company and so it is no wonder that at times you feel alone and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From every direction there appear to be unwarranted restrictions on your freedom of action and this is producing considerable stress. You're really looking for independence and freedom from any restriction and therefore avoiding any obligations or anything which might prove hampering. You are being subjected to considerable pressures and you would like nothing better than to escape from them but you tend to lack the necessary strength of purpose to succeed in this. Whichever way you turn you are being frustrated. You need to be free to do your 'thing' in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fed up with other people trying to influence you and you also feel that it is necessary to protect yourself from the threat that your independence and freedom may be restricted. You would just like to be left alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112504721624400140?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112504721624400140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112504721624400140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112504721624400140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112504721624400140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-are-seeking-protection-against.html' title=''/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112498272132755497</id><published>2005-08-25T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T08:12:01.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u alwys say tat u know wat u doing but u aint&lt;br /&gt;u alwys say tat u aint stupid.. but u are&lt;br /&gt;u alwys ask for an ans ... but hw much thing in this world comes with an ans&lt;br /&gt;u alwys blame the things that happen, but did u review why it happen?&lt;br /&gt;u alwys felt tat u are juz like a saint, but truthfully u are not&lt;br /&gt;u alwys think tat u are correct but u are wrong&lt;br /&gt;u alwys felt tat u are neglected, but truthfully u didnt walk out the first step&lt;br /&gt;u alwys felt tat alot of things in this world fail u, but have u think hw much effort u put into&lt;br /&gt;u alwys say sorry, but hw much sorry can mend a matter?&lt;br /&gt;u alwys tell urself tat u muz adapt in this world, but did u ?&lt;br /&gt;u  know wat is in ur mind, but u choose to go against it.. but y?&lt;br /&gt;u alwys felt tat life is in a stagnant, but did u throw urself into the society&lt;br /&gt;u alwys tell urself things cannot be done, but why don u give it a try&lt;br /&gt;u are alwys tat bad tempered&lt;br /&gt;u alwys felt tat the world own u&lt;br /&gt;u alwys sad, but y u choose to depress urself&lt;br /&gt;u alwys get the good things that come towards u, but y u tarnish it with ur own hand&lt;br /&gt;u alwys noe tat fire is dangerous, but u still play with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why u have so much problem tat u .. noe.. but u didnt.. make an effort.. in it?&lt;br /&gt;why u choose to close one eye and get over it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE R U ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are beatiful if u noe hw to cherish it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP.. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U HAVE NO MORE TIME LIFE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;review .. urself. or u spoilt ur own future..~..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ev moment doesnt come twice in life..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112498272132755497?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112498272132755497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112498272132755497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112498272132755497'/><link rel='self' 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walk from.. ... gui hse there.. to .. hougang.. point and back to my hse.. again..~.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....~.. watch tv.. slp .. and play computer.~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of find something to do .. but like nothing to for me.. to do ..~.. shall do ah mei computer.. tonight.. then can return her tmr..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a poet .. see my nick so poetic..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... shldnt.. *blank*... too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... hur hur..~..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zw.. blog looking interesting.. he like.. so philosphy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mie blog look .. so cute..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia blog..~.. once.. open.. while wait a while.. then close.. haha.. coz.. ev time.. open le.. listen to the song.. in her..blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren blog.. creative..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog..?.. dull......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anithing for me..to do..~.. hmmmmm..~.. like a pig.. so sloppy..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go do exercise ..~.. la..~.. till now still now doing..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112472030817834503?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112472030817834503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112472030817834503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112472030817834503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112472030817834503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmmmm.html' title='hmmmmm~...'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112420311495306169</id><published>2005-08-16T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T07:38:34.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fine fine fine day</title><content type='html'>hmm ytd went out with ej.. it was a pleasant day.. so long nv had a nice chat with her.. it seems.. tat.. ev one have a different perspective in life.. listen to her opinions .. n tots.. it like.. sometime.. u cant ever tot of it.. urself.~.... people learns as they grow up ba..~.. i felt..~.. ev day is juz like another chapter of ur life..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. hop on to a mercz.. cab and .. reach her to hse to pick her up.. n we went to .. far east ... plaza.. i went to cut my hair.. .. hmmm.. didnt cut botak.. maybe 2 wks later ba..~.... after shop ard..with her.. as she was finding some new clothes.. ....finally ..  i get to go to ding tai feng to eat..~.. i like the food there..~.. hmm.. evening we.. went.. for a movie.. LAND of the DEAD?.. i didnt really noe the name..haha.~.. wats happening to the american director..?.... their show are getting more physcho .. gross and bian tai..~... but .. suite me. i like.. this kind of show .. haha..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt end my pleasant monday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. today didnt go out ... hmm.. onli meet rachel for lunch cum dinner.. and pass her the laptop..~.... rac as usual.. as busy as .. she was..~.. like forever de.~.... have meal.. also can hang on the phone so long..~......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.... felt tat.. i do things is.. such a failure.. or sometime.. don't.. have the tendency .... to complete..it..~.. don noe wth . happening to my life..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failure... such tat.. some simple.. things.. tat.. juz.. need some simple.. coordination.. i juz ..mess up the whole.. thing..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. ... dun wish to elaborate too much..~.. hai...~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y things alwys .. happen on me are alwys such a fail?... i noe.. she is feeling.. abit ... sad.~.. and sianz.. but i cant do anithing..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... juz .. wish to say sorry to them.. for the nite..~........ i really didnt.. wan tat to happen..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit guilty .. but juz cant.. explain.. out wat .. i . wanted to say .. ~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand.. wat u all feeling.. ... deeply sorry..~.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shld review.. on myself..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a peaceful nite..~.. with abit of guilt in mind..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUZ feel tt i am the one tat shld be blame for..~..when noe wat the guys are feeling..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tat.. the uncertainty in life..will disappear ... when time goes.. by..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop here...~.. or else i will have alot of tots to be typed out..~&lt;div 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day'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112402699288757257</id><published>2005-08-14T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T06:43:12.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... ytd i drove my dad car to wash .. haha.. n he sit beside. me..~... i am quite familiarise with his car.. it didnt post ani problem on me.. then today i play ..my uncle.. honda city .. the size of the .. car.. was.. very ..different.. from other. card.. therefore the .. blindspot of the car was oso different... i play a few times then .. i got the turning point for parking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt nothing much today .. went to suntec city .. with my uncle.. to buy a bloody phone.. on offering ..price...... i queue up with him at least 2 hrs... nvm.. then go back my grandma.. house..after that....~...... ... has.. somee.. bite.. of the food that is being cook (tou chi).. ... juz have a few.. bite. and rest not more then 15 minutes.. my aunt drag me to see... terrance hse with her.. haha...~.. okie ..la.. i don quite like the house..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai... reach home.. le..~.... nothing to do so blog..le..~... i am abit sianz.. hai..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nite..maybe i go see soccer le&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112402699288757257?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112402699288757257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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this blog my eyes was closed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the silence in my mind that i nv hab for so long.. the n peacefulness... though that nothing joyous happen today .. but i juz felt calm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..... a fine .. day mean no moody blog..... hmmm juz in a blink .. weekend reaching ... means that the week is ending.. looking foward to the nx wk.... coz gonna find people and date them out.. n ermz.... oso do some of my own stuff out...~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though .. has some peaceful moments juz like today .... but i felt today is the most perfect day in life.. coz there are no work on mind.. or things bout studies... all these things will be discuss in 2 yrs time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but .. there still alot to discuss to my parents.. bout the studies.. nah .. juz let me rest first.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.. i think today felt so peacefull is firstly.. nothing bothering me.. secondly.. no one online .. today ..~... wanna chat de all chat le.. .... so ev thing is perfect and nothing amiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite..~... slping while typing with tv.. on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops n mie suddenly me..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112386335291934889?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112386335291934889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112386335291934889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112386335291934889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112386335291934889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;its a normal day today .. didnt went aniwhere.. wake up.. ard 11... hab my lunch... slacking around..watching tv ..listen to mp3... chat online.... but its seems that most of the people went out with their friends and family.. coz my msn list is so limited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;envy by the people around me... was chatting with xj.. ev body seems fine...~.. everybody seems occupied with activities.. n love ones... xj say .. i had finally awaken. frm my slp... n really think straight..le..~.. maybe i having slping all these yrs... limiting my circle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. read around people blog.. n realize. their blogs.. is alwys.so.. busy.. with tags.... onli mine is .. leng leng qing qing..de..~.. tag board.. no one tag on.. onli zw...... but maybe good oso ...ba..~.... coz if no one.. read those blog.. no one will care bout wat i write.. n i have the freedom in writing anithing..~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while blogging my headache.. is still there.. hmm.. nothing to add on.. shall end here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112359633974176780?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112359633974176780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112359633974176780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112359633974176780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112359633974176780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-40th-birthday-to-singapore.html' title='Happy 40th birthday to Singapore !!!'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-112351319992673671</id><published>2005-08-08T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:59:59.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im back_</title><content type='html'>my blog was untounch for a year... dust all over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap:&lt;br /&gt;half a yr juz past in a wink of time... alot things change.. people around..u ... change.. the tempo in life change... so does the lifestyle.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this tots.. juz flashes past my mind... completed my studies..somehw.. maybe left some modules to do again... collected my diploma for business recently.. serving.. ns.. in 1 month time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for me .. to hab a break physically and metally.. in this period of 2 yrs... i shall relax myself..... it will be a bright new me... after 2 yrs... hoping by then.. the things that left.. unsettled.in mind.. ~.. be gone...~... hoping .. i will find.. back the YY.. that was years b4 ago.... setting the goals. of life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a person that is insolent nor im a person that is blind... i hab selected not to say alot of things.. but.. i have.. an ans.... for the things.. in life..~....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ideology world...~.. i accept comments.. n.. views..~.. i alwys trust.. wat a person..says..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cherish ev moment in life..~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to - ?&lt;br /&gt;a seen a grown up of u ... a whole new .. thinking..glad.. respect.. the things tat u said... but.. maybe juz mere.. worried... but i noe .. u can handle...it..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to the friendship~.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.. here.. ba... :).... its alwys saddening things being written&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-112351319992673671?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/112351319992673671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=112351319992673671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112351319992673671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/112351319992673671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-back.html' title='im back_'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-110907766883363821</id><published>2005-02-22T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T05:07:48.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nv update my blog for a long time since way b4 new yr... don wish to do ani recap for the last 2 wks...but i am quite bz for the past few wks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k... i went to airport consecutively 2 times last wk.. coz.. my cousin went.. back to aust.. and my sis went bck the day after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was busy rushing some of my proposals ... slacking for some of the days... coz other then proposals there is nothing else.. tat i can start doing.... well i come out with some unique ideas .. and started on them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i gonna gain weight.. coz tis few wks.. really... like eating marathon.. ev day good food :D... haha.. i told my grandpa tat no more chicken for tmr.. change something else.. or else i will hab phobia.... coz tmr.. i going back to there to hab dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my grandparents.. dotes me most among all my cousins... tat day nw yr.. on the way home.. my grandpa.. ask me.. black jack.. got win money.. ma.. i told him.. alrite lo.. nv lose .. but maybe he saw me.. not playing.. or nv play much .. n tot i don hab money .. and he ..pass me.. a 50 dollars note.. when.. he left the car... call me not to spend.. too much .. so touch... then last wk.. coz.. i went back to my grandma.. hse..ev sun.. on sat.. i told him.. tat i wan to eat fried noodle... n the nx day . he cook a big pot..  hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went to celebrate coz my sis went back aust.. we went to eat seoul garden.. it was purely an idea that pop out of mind... but it seems... tat no one is quite happy with going to seoul garden.. aniwae i fine with me.... didnt eat much ytd.. too .. coz i see meat .. i am ..abit sian.. so i was a quite a few plates of veggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life.. i think.. i am too grateful i am bless with such a good friend.. i seen thru .. lotsa of things.. tat r being kept in my mind.. i cherish the friendship.. and.. i appreciate..it.. i wont let down on the people tat is alwys there and had faith on me.. n those who.... is along with me alwys..&lt;br /&gt;they make me feel tat no matter wat happen they will still be there... i  felt that it is worth to do anithing for them.. if they really need help....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there someone special... in my heart.. i felt i owe to much to the "person"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently so much things happen.. there is a moment of calmess... but there is also moments tat life is juz like the wave... there is high tide... but u hab to carry on with it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i am glad the helping hand is alwys there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc...pc...to u guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110907766883363821?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110907766883363821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110907766883363821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110907766883363821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110907766883363821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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after that we went to far east.. n they went to see the shoes.. again.. i think the biggest spender is rac.. she bought. alot of things.. today ... she bought a news shoes.. and sunglass.. and a phone.. then mie bought the .. addidas.. shoes.. we saw ytd...  i bought a nike.. air force..tat. coz me a bomb... but i bought it ytd.. dia and darren bought sunglasses too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes.. very fast.. dia and mie.. they went to do their manicure.. and i see the time is late.. le.. so i took a cab with darren.. after dropping him..at.. amk.. i went straight to my aunt.. hse.. coz they having bbq......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt told..me.. my pants.. she collected le.. so happy.. then .. i had no appetie..for the bbq.. ate.. i eat not much.. but i drink a lot of green bean soup.. coz.my uncle.. cook de.. then.. sat under the .. shelter.. relazing.. the nite was so quiet.. i cycle.. my tat small cousin ard.... and play with them... no long.. after the bbq.finish .. my .. dad.. came.. and pick us up... and we went.. home.. its a tiring day .. nitez. guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110761918337644160?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110761918337644160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110761918337644160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110761918337644160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110761918337644160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-so-shag.html' 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change the thing so next time there wont be ani more problem haha.. i will go change when i got time... aniwae things was fine today... ytd i went out with mie.. and oso take back.. my laptop. from.. her.. it was quite late. when reach home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling more relax... flu is getting better .. i dont think tat there will be anithing disturbing me.. i had a clr vision... for my day.. i hab no doubt of wat i am feeling rite now.. so i don see. y... will others will hab doubts for me.... remember jo.. call me to be more optimistic... n i can say .. i am far more then... optimistic..and happy . rite.. now...there is no burden on me.. n it will last long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.. i thanks for the all the advices i had... life is juz tat simple.. but .. humans..alwys make things contradicting in life.. if its really complicated.then.. juz enjoy whats aheaded of u .. and trust ur own feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hab something to be said to C, in life there are different perspective view... n each of us.. has our own perceptions in life... so follow ur feeling ... n don care bout others... react according to situation ... if u feel tat is correct then go for it.. as life will alwys be ups and downs... so better then regret.... hope u noe wat i saying n don be bothered le... cya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end my blog earlier this time.. its 940 pm.onli.. i go do my work le...bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110735161842275328?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110735161842275328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110735161842275328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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.. really feel so sick.. but i think its better .. le..  it hab.... been 1 wk.. i think i hab settle the things .. on ... wat i am thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past blogs.. is all ....so ... melancholic.. but i think ... all will end b4 new yr.... n there will be no more.. "sad" blogs..le..ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotten what is over me.. i hab wat i wan in the point ahead... getting straight.. i wont allow anymore setback..in my life.. coz. i cant afford.. it.. its time for me... to get back to the life i used to be.. the one tat.. i left back few yrs.. ago..... i wan to hab a peaceful mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i glad i cld hab cc as a person i tat i hab in life... a person who noe me well... i think my life wont juz stop at this point. cc be my cong cong enuff le.. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermz.. for the moment.. i juz .. wish to hab some of the things clarified.. i wil be a mind.. at ease..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there nothing for me sad in life.. or shld i say .. there is nothing for me..to worried.. about.. as one who can "predict" things well.. i hab noe.wat will be happening.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone ought to thanks me.. okie!... i shall sent me blessing..~.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n there still one more thing.. left undone.... but not in a rush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermz.. i think nothing to more to write.. bout le ?.. all the things i had in mind .. had already all been settled le ritez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. today .. wake up. quite bz.. de... wake up.. as usual. me getting more and more forgetful..once i placea thing somewhere.. juz in a split second i will be finding it.. coz forget i place where le i need to help my aunt.. do her laptop.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. juz had a bad morning.. call jun to help me the win xp.. in the end. cannot.. run.. so i went to change one.... i tot ev thing can be settled. and can start doing the com..le.. but.. the ext cd drive is incompatible.. cant run.. so it the end... went darren hse and borrow..from him.. one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks darren for the . cd drive....... in the end i settle all the things le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then .. i juz came back from airport..... go there fetch william's mum... she came back from aust.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my aunt pass me another.. 4..laptop.. i think i will be having nightmare. reformating..those things..le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. k la... i grumble so much ... shld stop le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to c.... i think there is good news for u ahead... a thing we had common in mind.. let things goes we the flow.. but i hope this wormy..wont float awy .. ar.. coz i wan this wormy for a lifetime....haha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are curious bout who is this c?.. c is my childhood.. friend.. a person who noe me v.well?.. haha.. but i wont forget .those close.. friend.. who are along with me.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to all the thing in mind.. and my friend !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i shall end it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue.. :P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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ev thing..can be eternity .. but... i don see so in my life... ironically..u let off the one u love.. when u cant do anithing..~... in this world.. u muz cherish .. watever u had.. n u can onli trust.ur ownself.. ur own judgement.. as no one is .. trustable... in life.... life is juz so ironic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesmerizing the moments u have got.. the joyness.. n sadness.. in it.. as u wont get back .. again..in life... cherish .. it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life u  cant get the thing u alwys.. wan..life is alwys full of regrets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats life...&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/9461527-110666284318941577?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110666284318941577/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-9461527.post-110657798547851286</id><published>2005-01-24T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T06:46:25.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog bloggin...</title><content type='html'>ooo.. realize..tat.. i have not blog for around.. 1 wk.. ?... getting.. 1 wk.. hmm.. for the past one month.. juz the usual.. me.. onli.. tat.. i not feeling well for the whole last wk.. get down with flu n.. headache.. last wk.. as usual.. meet dia they all.. as i am free.. bought some new yr clothings.. go k box.... listen them sing.. :D ermz...then listen .. to"info"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no much la... then.. go my uncle.. factory .. choose laptop....desktop.. .. i think tat .. for last wk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for today ..~.. i think i am over-tired.. or maybe becoz.. of my flu. coz.. each time i got a serious.. flu. i am . like going into hibernating.. mode..haha.... after their..sch. rac. went to take photo.. ?.. then we meet mie after...tat.. and hab .. lunch/dinner.... mie today meet.dia.. coz.. she wanna buy .. something red.... n they did bought it after that reach amk... i call.. junqiang.... then .. since.he also in amk central.. he come n find me.... then we talk about.. the ..tutors.... haha.. ba gua....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went..home.. after.. tat.. shortly.. after he is gone.. we oso went home.. le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look like grandfather story ritez..?..haha.. that .. the end..... of my story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey~ kids. out dere.. u all can slp le.. wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao~..le.....&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/9461527-110657798547851286?l=2-y-diary.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-9461527.post-110614562331244943</id><published>2005-01-19T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T06:40:23.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why a blog... is alwys feel with grumbles tots n unhappiness?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather recently has been posing a real threat to me.... so irritated by it... getting more and more tense up.. and headache acting up~ go out ytd .... when come back home.. after bath.. im like hyper-ventilated.. anxiety or tense?... i not sure bout it.. h-v is only coz by this few symptoms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sometime to find a good doctor and have a checkup..... hab a nice chat with xj.. ytd... maybe she is one with can .. untangle.. my tots.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its seems to be a long way to go... yet u are so near..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking when was the last time i hab been really happy..~... juz cant find back the ...me in the past... juz feel that no matter i hab things to brood about. or .. don hab.. im juz a quiet me.. who seldom speak much.... wat has happen in the past fw yrs.. that cause me.. to have a total turn... i also not sure bout it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing a blog is juz like.. doing some.. calculations.. sum day i wld go and tally out .. hw many of my blog is so sad .. n hw many is bout happy.. things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it is juz parts and parcel.. in life... u learn along  when u ..walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a lonely nitez....i shld be happy .. but~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c... alwys say why bother or think bout so much things.... but i still cant figure up.. maybe it is something that act up on me this fw..yrs.. to be more cautious bout what i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life had never been easy for me...ever since i grow up..  too much things has supressed in my heart over the yrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to find bck the feel... i am in a lost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how long i can guide myself.. back to the right path..~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still a long way......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plp feel vex. rding it .. i feel hated writing sad things ev day .....&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/9461527-110614562331244943?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110614562331244943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110614562331244943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;today blog kinda short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c, life is kinda of suprise .. u shld feel it then u wil noe the enjoyment... maybe it will bring u to another level.. nothing is impossible but there is things .... that is possible to accomplish.. this type of things cant be explain..nor gib a reason bout it.... though fate is in ur hand.. but its control by the god... so get hold of this force... :P....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i don noe wat i say is wrong or not.. i oso dunno i am saying wat i thinking..&lt;br /&gt;ehz.. n i donnoe i noe wat i typing is understandable  anot...~.. haha... nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a relieve or a bless in disguise.?.. i don wish to guess..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110598056126976007?l=2-y-diary.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-9461527.post-110576599422499467</id><published>2005-01-14T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:13:14.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;as usual tired.... went to sch .. and i was finally late today .... all thanks.. to the .. damm bus driver... nvm... then reach sch.... and the teacher spend the whole half .. of the lesson.. meddling with the computers.. and software.. wtf... informatics.. so rich for fuk.. new campus.. but the adminstration and .. computer. juz sux.... muz well bring... my.. laptop.. to sch .. lec alwys.. waste half the lesson meddling.. those com... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;then... i left sch earli.. coz.. i noe.. the whole day .. they will do stupid things.. without getting. more. on the .. studies... went to meet mie.... and her friends... coz.. dia n darren.. waiting for us to eat.... dian xin at sunshine plaza... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the dian xin was quite.. nice.. but quite exp..too.. after eating we went to bugis junction... i bought wan t-shirt.. and mie buy .. a .. bag.... we went .. ard .. trying clothes.... i was tired.... my .. ill cum back again... think becoz of the tiredness... then we went home.. after a while.. coz.. not onli... me. the rest was tired too..~.. i reach home ard 10 plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"c-c" was angry .. coz i say something wrong.. but .... was cc say also make some sense.. maybe i shld go find a doc... i need sometime .........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;well.. the major.. promblem for me .. is to loosen the tension in myself.. maybe that will be the way ..to ..make my .. my happy..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;aniwae it has been bothering me.. for the past few yrs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the silhouette of the darkness juz haven leave me.... juz wish i can clad ard someone and hug ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;while. i blogging my headache come back le.. bb....&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/9461527-110576599422499467?l=2-y-diary.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-9461527.post-110562737907300599</id><published>2005-01-13T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T06:42:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What Is It That I Love?&lt;br /&gt;If asked why I love her I would say&lt;br /&gt;It’s the sway in her hips,&lt;br /&gt;the thickness in her thighs.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the lust in her lips,&lt;br /&gt;the love in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the softness of her skin,&lt;br /&gt;the silk in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the twist in her walk;&lt;br /&gt;it’s the sweetness in her talk.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the way she loves me&lt;br /&gt;that makes me love her each day.&lt;br /&gt;That is what I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9461527.post-110562663624059593</id><published>2005-01-13T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T06:30:36.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>luv...luv..luv..its all bout love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;today ... there no lesson.. so i meet dia they all for lunch.. we went to eat the .. " drumstick rice"???..  coz their lesson start in afternoon.. after tat we walked around ps.. we went to arcade.... got one machine u put 2 dollars inside.. then u can pick and drop the soft toy u wan.. but i didnt caught ani.. i waste 6 dollars for that.. haha.. but nvm... haha... then dia was so fascinated ... bout a fair at .. level... 1.. lol.. she is desperate for it. but in the end... never buy ani .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;after that i parted them. they went for their lessons.. n i went to walk ard in sim lim.. looking at some gadgets and the wireless.. mouse.. cross the road then i went OG.. and walk ard... went to the kids department .. and.. look at the toys there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but the time is stil earli. wanna meet junqiang de.. but i forget.. that he today ..no lesson at adrian there. in the end then he inform. me.. so i went to bugis junction... i walk over .. the whole... bugis junction... including the edge..... den i settle myself.down.. go and buy newspaper..to read.. haha.. rest enuff..le.. then i continue..again.. this time i went to kino.. and i found a book .. bout depression... haha... maybe i will buy it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n the phone.rang.. after i read finish. dia say they finish their lesson le .. i walk back to their sch .. and we went home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is not proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is not easily angered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love does not delight in evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but rejoices with the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It always protects, always trusts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love bears all things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;believes all things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hopes all things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; endures all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nitez......&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/9461527-110562663624059593?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110562663624059593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110562663624059593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110562663624059593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110562663624059593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/01/luvluvluvits-all-bout-love.html' title='luv...luv..luv..its all bout love'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-110554915643528575</id><published>2005-01-12T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T08:59:16.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hur hur ... let me pls.. i tired</title><content type='html'>this whole wk kinda of tired... went to bed late and wake up earli... studies just gone on flight... but kinda of stress too... coz the modules is beyond wat i can handle... in dilemma... now... the syllabus was much more towards wat they study in university ..de.. lecturer says that it is very hard to pass the adv.diploma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 2 days was talking to dia on fone... hope she is getting better.. ev thing is juz part of life... nothing can be force... coz u cant... denied wat is in ur heart... maybe subconciously.. one day .. all the things will be a past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am juz a passerby in peoples life.... i can feel and gib advice..to them... but there is stil alot of ... unsolved problem in my mind.... juz hope that.. no one will unlock it... i will stay with my principles in life... n i hate people who think that i do things alwys with a motive behind.. i am juz a person who does things .. that i like.. the most impt.. i am happy bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting tired about all this.. numb bout..it... a misery soul.. healing itself.. in a broken cage... when will i packed my feeling.. and tots.. and go out of the cage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired.. its time for me to rest le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110554915643528575?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110554915643528575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110554915643528575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110554915643528575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110554915643528575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/01/hur-hur-let-me-pls-i-tired.html' title='hur hur ... let me pls.. i tired'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-110510996681319096</id><published>2005-01-07T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T06:59:26.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rElaz n perfect?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;there is no lesson today coz the school, all the lecturer is having moderation. i meet dia and darren for lunch. actually waiting for dia to wake me up de.. but when she call me i am bathing and preparing to go out after tat. LOL.. but aniwae she called me but late for half an hour.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;after our lunch we walk ard bugis, i bought a t-shirt i think i wear it for new yr its a shirt with a giraffe.. hehe... too cute for me?.... dia and darren also try on some shirts, dia bought a skirt which i felt is quite nice too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;we didnt shop for too long... after tat me and dia parted darren.. and we took 133 back to amk... we went to prima deli to buy the pan cake.. its so nice.. we saw jamie's brother on the way .. haha... he was like he tot he saw the wrong person..lol...  after that we went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a few hrs later, while i was watching tv .. zw.. called..me.. he pick me up and we went to diana hse there again.. lol.. coz his camera is with her.... see how he paisehz... haha... so funny.... but his driving skill is really quite good... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i hab a relaz and wonderful day, the drama today all very .. funny de... haha.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In life its ur responsible to realize something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Realize what is happening around u .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spare some tots for others .... b4 thinking for urself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not all of us can understand the feeling but as least ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not making evbody melancholy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its juz a step to the future in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and its juz a step to back where u started from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the key is in ur hand no one grab it awy .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time n time... u were being waken up by people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but again u went into ur slp again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;den i rather the lone dragon ...won wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it takes miracles for things to happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and it...takes time for a thing to change....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a wine take a long time to be brew up.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and a friendship take a long time to be stabalize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;no point to get urself drunk .. when u cant sobber ur sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez.. guys..... i shared end it here.... :) .. tc ....&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/9461527-110510996681319096?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110510996681319096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110510996681319096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110510996681319096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110510996681319096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/01/relaz-n-perfect.html' title='rElaz n perfect?'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-110484909011835138</id><published>2005-01-04T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T06:31:30.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feD Up</title><content type='html'>this world now days juz sux to the core.... getting fed up... there is no rule to this game... no one follow the rules those that follow the rules are juz stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am juz someone that cant be bothered bout the next moment right now.. health is getting worse...muz well die of stroke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110484909011835138?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110484909011835138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110484909011835138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110484909011835138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110484909011835138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/01/fed-up.html' title='feD Up'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-110476387587008478</id><published>2005-01-03T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T06:51:15.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day~</title><content type='html'>Didnt slp well last nite, coz packing up my things n bzing helping my uncle uploading ringtones into his 7610 as he is taking from me this morning. Maybe there is alots of things in my mind juz cant tune it to the right channel..lol.. i flip till 4am then really got to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my new sch campus today by cab.. hoping the new campus cld gib me new life and faith in them, the campus was alritez average...but it was too far from my house it is at jurong. i went to meet dia they all after my lesson and mie meet us in the later part. we went to far east as those girls are looking for shirts. hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tired and stressful day, need to tune into the right mood, getting myself settled comfortably. Looking foward to the rest of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn something from xiaojia today...lol... nv see a jovious girl like her.. feel so relazx.. talking to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end my blog here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9461527-110476387587008478?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110476387587008478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110476387587008478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110476387587008478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110476387587008478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-day.html' title='new day~'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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-9461527.post-110452059691260390</id><published>2005-01-01T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T11:16:36.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 2005... the start of another</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I shared start the new yr.. embarking the start of my blog too... which i shld have started long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy myself today, but with bit of pieces of memories flashing thru my mind. Counting to down to 2005 and ending 2004 with with a jovial mood its my last wishes for 2004. wei,mie,dia,rac,xy and me, we were together waiting for the time to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us, was wishing each other happy new yr, when the clock strike 12.. haha... people along the aisle was celebrating, spraying the foam around, we were even spraying each other, and others on street. We have a fun moment for a second.... when we were waiting for the cab we saw jonathan, at last we got a cab, and we went back home.. its quite le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one was tired, though its a start of new yr, i noe that not ev one will start the yr with a happy mood. anywae don think so much le.... its 2005 wateva~ can be left behind ... i will leave it ... behind..k?.. bb &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/9461527-110452059691260390?l=2-y-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/110452059691260390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9461527&amp;postID=110452059691260390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110452059691260390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9461527/posts/default/110452059691260390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://2-y-diary.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-2005-start-of-another.html' title='Its 2005... the start of another'/><author><name>+~marcz~+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05591405281792190733</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></feed>
