<?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-1055683999051339566</id><updated>2012-01-28T11:29:45.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if this was my heartbeat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4405032273258082548</id><published>2012-01-28T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:29:45.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loseriam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought i could turn my back to you. but watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly went away somehow. love is still there. how i can ignore you, how can i do not care what is happening around you, how can i not be there when you need me. i am too afraid, afraid of losing you. what's standing in front of me, i will not let anything to take away. i hold you so tight, only hope that you hold me tighter back. but everything told me that i'm holding something that not belongs to me. you are holding someone who you've asked to wait for you, who made you feel want to marry with, who you want to be with forever. don't say you are a loser, i am. i lose to her at the beginning, i lose myself to you, i may also will lose you at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702519608035293986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2cSGkaFH50/TyNrXsmkuyI/AAAAAAAAAac/5lwhMfX2m7Y/s200/6910f821jw1do3hbijedlj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you will never lose me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only if you let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4405032273258082548?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4405032273258082548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4405032273258082548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4405032273258082548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4405032273258082548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2012/01/loseriam.html' title='loseriam'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2cSGkaFH50/TyNrXsmkuyI/AAAAAAAAAac/5lwhMfX2m7Y/s72-c/6910f821jw1do3hbijedlj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2449717394747299287</id><published>2012-01-02T17:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T18:28:36.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yourweapons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my friend, actually you did not see through things, you only saw yourself. you said you was self-protected, but you didn't mind that you hurt me when you was protecting yourself. your apologize was only ease your own guilt, you never thought of what you did, did not ease my pain at all. your mean words were killing me, dragged me back to the hell. if you were being honest, my friend, honesty is not for you to express your real feeling and hurt others. what you did was exactly revealed my scars again and poke many times on it. you never thought of hiding your knife. tell me what would you feel? if what you experienced with flesh, blood and tears were nothing to people you love. all the feelings you believed was real were other's illusion. i did not know was that your denial. if only denying the past make you feel better. please put yourself on my shoes once. i have climbed so hard all the way from the dark cliff. when i finally saw a little sun shine, you kicked right to my head, and i fall down heavily down to the deeper cliff with more pain and hurts. please do not ever say i am immature because you're the last person to have the right to say to me. i was trying hard to be fine. i love everyone who love me. although memories came back sometimes, i've put down. i do not hate you and let you go. still take you as someone i care of and willingly to help you no matter what you did. friend, i sincerely hope you that you appreciate everything you are having, you still need to learn what love is. same goes to me. i love you, my friend. stop taking it as a weapon to hurt me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692976998206904722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DedB4848BaQ/TwGEasyXmZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/n4IToBFd2lw/s320/6910f821jw1do1ud6o8k1j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;xie xie ni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;zai shang kou shang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sa yan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wo kan po le.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2449717394747299287?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2449717394747299287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2449717394747299287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2449717394747299287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2449717394747299287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2012/01/urweapons.html' title='yourweapons'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DedB4848BaQ/TwGEasyXmZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/n4IToBFd2lw/s72-c/6910f821jw1do1ud6o8k1j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7534291032556645004</id><published>2012-01-01T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:19:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flipped over to 2012 chapter, 366 pages. learned precious lessons from the previous chapter, thanks to everyone who walked in and out of my life, remember the pain i have endured and kiss the scars that carved on me. look at the mirror, although the unfamiliar face. smile and talk to myself, everything is getting better. live the year like it's the end of the world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692698404746661986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCKgDv_OD0Q/TwCHCbRbkGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/R746b2P2UxA/s200/6dc168afjw1domw56icqwj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's reborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7534291032556645004?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7534291032556645004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7534291032556645004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7534291032556645004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7534291032556645004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCKgDv_OD0Q/TwCHCbRbkGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/R746b2P2UxA/s72-c/6dc168afjw1domw56icqwj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5863927775883304042</id><published>2011-12-25T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:27:27.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmasnotinmyheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i heard sarah connor's christmas in my heart. "but all i really need tonight, is for you to come and hold me tight. what is christmas without you here by my side. i need you tonight." maybe that's the reason why i don't feel christmas. at least i had a good sleep on the christmas eve. even though you appeared on the dream. you walk in front of me on the path. i keep looking at you and you peek on me. then, you suddenly turn right but our destination is still ahead. i woke up and realized that there is no "our" destination. you've walked with me and you turned into your own path, left me alone on my way. i stood on the crossroad and wait for you, but only found out you were walking further and further, with people who love you, without turning around your head. do-not-disturb is the only christmas gift i can give to you. wish you merry christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689980427355298162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6vvoT4Fjk3g/TvbfDUdwGXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/XzVtcPJ99F0/s200/962b3806jw1do7lm0uy91j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know that you're not cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;warm by your lover's hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's enough for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5863927775883304042?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5863927775883304042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5863927775883304042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5863927775883304042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5863927775883304042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmasnotinmyheart.html' title='christmasnotinmyheart'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6vvoT4Fjk3g/TvbfDUdwGXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/XzVtcPJ99F0/s72-c/962b3806jw1do7lm0uy91j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-318966222660332698</id><published>2011-12-22T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:05:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i confess that i miss you very much. the last post was just convincing myself that it is okay to live without you. it ended up failed. the missing didn't fade as the time pass, but grows with the memories. i still remember you held my hand from the front seat of car. walked with me to the morning market. on the beach. every words you've said to me. your warmth, breath, and heart beats. all i miss and missed. too much. now i watch you live in pictures like i used to watch you sleep. and i feel you forget me like i used to feel your breath. all that i know is i don't know how to be something you miss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688950080900482498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xF3WJ07I_i0/TvM19Q0AxcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/WBO3WWgwhCU/s200/72a373b4jw1dmfzniot7oj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nor sun, nor moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still the only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-318966222660332698?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/318966222660332698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=318966222660332698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/318966222660332698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/318966222660332698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/12/miss.html' title='miss'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xF3WJ07I_i0/TvM19Q0AxcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/WBO3WWgwhCU/s72-c/72a373b4jw1dmfzniot7oj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8723974005263816450</id><published>2011-12-12T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:48:17.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>regain conscious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i regained conscious, as if i woke up from a very long deep sleep, as if someone dragged me from dark place, as if i came to hell. breathing is an unconscious bodily function but became the only thing i conscious about. pipe through my nose, throat into my stomach made breathing difficult. focus on the inhale and exhale by mouth, every breath was to struggle to live. human should not take breathing as granted, breathing means you're alive. the other thing i don't ever take it as granted is sleeping. how to fall asleep when you have to concentrate on every breath and when you feel someone is strangling you? every waking hours was torturing. my strength was the only thing that carried me on. that's when i realized that no feeling is worse than that. the lost of someone who don't love me is nothing. but why you came back and ran around my leaving scars? gave me false hope that you're still love and care about me. made me get more wounds and bleed more. made me have to back from the start to forget you. just let me learn to live half alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685113263319683570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-7Tl7r-HE/TuWUZFgIEfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/PVmUwoU_EhU/s200/6910f821jw1dnbqg919qzj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll be strong enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to ever fall back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8723974005263816450?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8723974005263816450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8723974005263816450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8723974005263816450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8723974005263816450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/12/regain-conscious.html' title='regain conscious'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-7Tl7r-HE/TuWUZFgIEfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/PVmUwoU_EhU/s72-c/6910f821jw1dnbqg919qzj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5631177000785029015</id><published>2011-12-07T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:56:24.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the moment i lay on the hospital bed and pushed by nurses to the surgery room, i felt that what was coming, came finally. i did not have any strong emotion waves, eerily peace in my mind. i guess the sedative pill may worked. no any strange thoughts, but there was still you in my brain. i said goodbye to you mentally, like bella did when she was drowning. and also three words. i said goodbye to myself too. i knew that there is no more same person with the same smile love you with the same way. the moment i lay on the surgery room, the strong surgical lights, the nurses were busy around, the grey's anatomy scenes, i was still very calm. the last conscious moment was when the anesthetist injected narcotic, the tingling feel was running in my blood of left hand slowly. then, the moment arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;until regain conscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5631177000785029015?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5631177000785029015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5631177000785029015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5631177000785029015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5631177000785029015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/12/moment.html' title='the moment'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8031699028995728500</id><published>2011-11-25T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:59:17.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the pain of letting go should comes to an end, and replaced by the pain of grabbing the only chance, the jaw surgery. i wished someone i need can be my side when facing this, but it seems helpless. i came all along by myself, i am tough enough to conquer the final stage by my own. i have no choice to feel scare or to escape. hero side of me have the strength to carry on. this is also a chance for me to turn a new leaf, turn a new page of my life. instead of backing off, i am looking forward the brand new me. the day after tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678839978813317218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ruitt70zTao/Ts9K33l0YGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AW4n-fXFakQ/s200/DSC01005%255B1%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no more gummy smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no more old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8031699028995728500?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8031699028995728500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ruitt70zTao/Ts9K33l0YGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AW4n-fXFakQ/s72-c/DSC01005%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5281500356636731146</id><published>2011-11-18T20:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:35:52.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm fine. i just lost someone who don't love me like i do. i'm fine. i need time to collect the pieces of my heart, which only take years. i'm fine. i will try my best to block any unhealthy memories, which is not my strength. i'm fine. as long as i repress the pain, the tears will not roll down my face non-stop. i'm fine. i will return smiles to my face. i'm fine. if you give me strong sedative or morphine. i'm fine. i lost my appetitie and having insomnia, but i still managed to feed myself and sleep for hours. i'm fine. don't tell me how much you love her. i'm fine. the scars on my knee will become less visible someday, and stop reminding me what we have experienced. i'm fine. i will not cut myself and show you. i'm fine. self-destructive have limitation. i'm fine. i have no choice but to be tough. i'm fine. i am a fool who still love you after all. i'm fine. i don't have any reason to hold back. i'm fine. just let me miss you until crazy. i'm fine. just let the pain torture me until i cannot bear. i'm fine. i just hate myself of loving you too deep. i'm fine. i have nothing left because you are my one and only. i'm fine. i feel sorry to myself. i'm fine. i just feel tired of breathing. i'm fine. you just gonna stand there and watch me burn. i'm fine. if only if my heart is stop beating. i'm fine. i'm still alive. for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676322322900329458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkk5fDPEg70/TsZZFAcYI_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/r_7H4Ro-_ec/s200/62037b5ajw1dlpg4569ioj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm fine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5281500356636731146?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5281500356636731146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5281500356636731146' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6528327612717791282</id><published>2011-11-14T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:51:26.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am desperately want to go to the beach. stepping on the sand, listen to the sound of waves, enjoy the sea breeze blow to my face. i miss the night sitting on the beach, smoking and talking whatever confused mind with wuan. i need to scream loudly to the sea, let the waves scroll away all the sadness. i need to get drunk, forget everything temporarily. i need someone hear me babbling about all the craps. shit. where can i find someone do this with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't want alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6528327612717791282?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6528327612717791282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6528327612717791282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6528327612717791282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6528327612717791282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/11/beach.html' title='beach'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6691305695222270780</id><published>2011-11-12T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:40:53.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty first</title><content type='html'>thanks God for giving me the best gift, the presence of every single of my family, friends and those who love me in my life, and blessing my past twenty years. for Your grace, i am 21st years old now. i promise You that i will potray the real meaning of love from Corinthians 13. the only wish i asked for is people i love can stay in healthy, safety and happiness. i love You, i know my wish will be realized. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674147259394990674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kFCnszysrlE/Tr6e3pd-olI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rC8PaysqgEI/s320/%25E6%258B%25BC%25E5%259B%25BE2011_11_12_09_24_23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;photo edited by my sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;celebrate with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;flowers from lycia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674147258639936642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zau4ZLAhFm4/Tr6e3mp9bII/AAAAAAAAAYA/6BklvYQSLMA/s320/DSC00976_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" /&gt; celebrate with kie, may and beng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cake and flowers from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;simple and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6691305695222270780?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6691305695222270780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6691305695222270780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6691305695222270780'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-1528506103786486110</id><published>2011-11-11T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:12:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;single doesn't mean no one love you, doesn't mean you are alone or revelling in loneliness. you are just waiting for someone who is so special that you can only give one love to the one, who is so lucky that deserved the only you. as one day passed, you are one step closer to the one. darling, don't be afraid, there is also someone waiting for you. if i could, i want the one and only be my first and also the last in my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673646191664829538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjNyjT35LZc/TrzXJqtuFGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/RCRq_gWk2C8/s320/698c8d91jw1dk3zk8xbchj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all along i believe i will find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;time will bring your heart to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-1528506103786486110?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/1528506103786486110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=1528506103786486110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/1528506103786486110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/1528506103786486110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11.11.11'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjNyjT35LZc/TrzXJqtuFGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/RCRq_gWk2C8/s72-c/698c8d91jw1dk3zk8xbchj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-1859646236474106639</id><published>2011-11-08T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:28:14.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>share</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it dawn upon me that i should be independent, strong and happy like i used to be. kill the weak side of you. it is hazardous for your mental and unhealthy for your body. sensitive persons are not happy because they care too much. care less, astee, share only your happiness. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672646544318007714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R3puJ73mpcQ/TrlJ-iJsCaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_ffBXAJ4zZ0/s200/714d3dd0jw1dmucfkkqq9j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;twist your thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;things have 2 sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-1859646236474106639?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/1859646236474106639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=1859646236474106639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/1859646236474106639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/1859646236474106639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/11/share.html' title='share'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R3puJ73mpcQ/TrlJ-iJsCaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_ffBXAJ4zZ0/s72-c/714d3dd0jw1dmucfkkqq9j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2816152627169866584</id><published>2011-11-07T13:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:58:00.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't want to judge myself either what am i doing is right or wrong, worthy or worthless. i have jumped off the cliff, too deep that i couldn't survive. drowning in the self-destructive process. being with you is my only desire. for in failing at this, my life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672309261112063794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-898xc0eedjg/TrgXOES-NzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6t3VAQ4AceQ/s320/normal_NM0301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this was my choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2816152627169866584?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2816152627169866584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2816152627169866584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2816152627169866584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2816152627169866584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/11/deep.html' title='deep'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-898xc0eedjg/TrgXOES-NzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6t3VAQ4AceQ/s72-c/normal_NM0301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6040722170574154840</id><published>2011-11-01T22:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:11:11.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inevertoldyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss those &lt;strong&gt;wolf&lt;/strong&gt; eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how you kiss me at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss the way we sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like there's no sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like the taste of your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i never told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what i have should said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no i never told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just held it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now, i miss everything about you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't believe that i still want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after all the things we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss everything about you, without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670040759142545602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDCv0rcouJo/TrAIB36teMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/xnS7IRl0fdM/s200/4165f919jw1dkznhdjpzij.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here without you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6040722170574154840?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6040722170574154840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6040722170574154840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6040722170574154840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6040722170574154840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/11/inevertoldyou.html' title='inevertoldyou'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDCv0rcouJo/TrAIB36teMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/xnS7IRl0fdM/s72-c/4165f919jw1dkznhdjpzij.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4491334201515856291</id><published>2011-11-01T00:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T01:33:12.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i started to miss a pair of paws and hands so much already. i'm selfish that wanna keep people i love beside me forever, although i keep hurting them or i was tortured. maybe human have a part of sadist and masochist in themselves. i just can't let go, watching people choose to leave me is unbearable for me. please stay with me and accept the worst of me. i born to cry easily, and i hate it so much. but, that is me. people never wanna show their weakness in front others, me neither. fight the tears with me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669709024484059538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYwLvI3KCgQ/Tq7aUYAy6ZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sQa4_alrENo/s200/714d3dd0jw1dm10b304o5j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hold my paw, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry, i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4491334201515856291?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4491334201515856291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4491334201515856291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4491334201515856291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4491334201515856291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/11/with-me.html' title='with me'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYwLvI3KCgQ/Tq7aUYAy6ZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sQa4_alrENo/s72-c/714d3dd0jw1dm10b304o5j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5906784750963523806</id><published>2011-10-24T17:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T18:00:54.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am writing things again which is not a good sign. it means that i have no place to express, no one to talk but here, all alone by myself. i have to hide everything inside like what i always did before, before i thought i could be truly myself in front on someone. i scared people away as if i were a monster. who cares the reason of u acted like that? don't tell them that you're having personality disorder or emotion problems, for those who not care, these are just lame excuses. once people found that you're wrong, no matter how hard you change yourself to the right, you are impossible to change their perceptions on you. for them, you're still pathetic wrong. it's just like crumbled paper, it won't become flat anymore. i may just end up like the crumbled paper, thrown in the dustbin. stop begging, noone out there will trust on you and give you another chance. in the end, i am still standing here alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666995261531749618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQYMUgCQnqQ/TqU2KlNr_PI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Mhb-CxxHy-Q/s200/84fee1afjw1dm55gls0ksj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;keep your mouth shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;noone wanna hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your stories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5906784750963523806?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5906784750963523806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5906784750963523806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5906784750963523806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5906784750963523806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-1.html' title='2 - 1'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQYMUgCQnqQ/TqU2KlNr_PI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Mhb-CxxHy-Q/s72-c/84fee1afjw1dm55gls0ksj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6145693428360747155</id><published>2011-10-20T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:51:30.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nor you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once, i thought that my dream comes true. you're my edward, accept the whole me, love me the way i am. i am too naive, i admit. my weak points are too much that noone can accept including you. time to burst my bubbles, this is not my fairy tale. i am just the intruder of your life. perhaps there is one thing that i should be glad of, i made you realize that both of you are compatible. no thanks are needed. just wish me single happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i need your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am a broken rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6145693428360747155?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6145693428360747155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6145693428360747155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6145693428360747155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6145693428360747155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/10/nor-you.html' title='nor you'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5294467129643989435</id><published>2011-06-23T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:19:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keep holding on. although i am so tired of getting injuries, living in the puzzles, being totally not me, i am still here. please give me faith and strength, i can't do it on my own. i am just flesh with blood, can't take more heartbreaking, so stop hurting each other. i know that i cannot breakdown because you need me. i am not anyone else, that's only one me. i don't love three things in this world, i only love one you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B43rV9XlRBg/TgKu6hjPw0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/th6J8evALJk/s1600/63a179c2tw6dcfc2c2y3nj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B43rV9XlRBg/TgKu6hjPw0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/th6J8evALJk/s200/63a179c2tw6dcfc2c2y3nj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621247605373649730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel your pain because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it same hurts as mine does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5294467129643989435?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5294467129643989435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5294467129643989435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5294467129643989435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5294467129643989435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/06/heartache.html' title='heartache'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B43rV9XlRBg/TgKu6hjPw0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/th6J8evALJk/s72-c/63a179c2tw6dcfc2c2y3nj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-51050876435563513</id><published>2011-06-16T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:40:18.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some things you chose not to tell her, you said some kind of fragility, only i will understand. i always willing to be the listener, comfort your pain and protect you till the end. even if your love, belongs to her. even if your hand, she's still holding. even if you're tired, i'll be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-51050876435563513?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/51050876435563513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=51050876435563513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; yours. if you want to fly away, you always have your freedom to do so. i don't have any options except stay by your side. i have cut down my wings and exchanged for a pair of hands. i just want to hug you tight and give you my warmth. as long as i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwpK-4VRyuo/Td3XQOrHd6I/AAAAAAAAAUI/Csbp72vPp-o/s1600/black_wings-2266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwpK-4VRyuo/Td3XQOrHd6I/AAAAAAAAAUI/Csbp72vPp-o/s200/black_wings-2266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610877384590325666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;愛してるわ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8844318845622687751?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8844318845622687751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8844318845622687751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8844318845622687751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8844318845622687751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/05/yours.html' title='yours'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwpK-4VRyuo/Td3XQOrHd6I/AAAAAAAAAUI/Csbp72vPp-o/s72-c/black_wings-2266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5037369425523547767</id><published>2011-04-21T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:02:25.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fact</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one sentense is enough to break a heart.&lt;br /&gt;        "that is a fact."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for your reminder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5037369425523547767?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5037369425523547767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5037369425523547767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5037369425523547767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5037369425523547767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/04/fact.html' title='fact'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8070194466883986558</id><published>2011-04-05T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:14:55.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>padlock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being with you, i really feel like i am in a dream because everything is so unreal. i don't want to wake up from this dream but i know that eventually you will leave me alone to struggle myself in between d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ream and reality. i don't have the right to lock you as you're not belong to me. yet, i don't mind to lock by you. i will never take off the padlock, it is the only evidence of your existence i have.  if only if you want to unlock me from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHXwdswFjXo/TZs9PB1Sa3I/AAAAAAAAATo/3k-HvfsVmyc/s1600/nana%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHXwdswFjXo/TZs9PB1Sa3I/AAAAAAAAATo/3k-HvfsVmyc/s200/nana%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592130690709875570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8070194466883986558?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8070194466883986558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8070194466883986558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8070194466883986558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8070194466883986558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/04/padlock.html' title='padlock'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHXwdswFjXo/TZs9PB1Sa3I/AAAAAAAAATo/3k-HvfsVmyc/s72-c/nana%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5696887291911065870</id><published>2011-03-27T13:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:59:23.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rational me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am too rational. i am too rational. i am too rational. i always try so hard to escape myself from the prison, but the walls are too high to climb over. i am tired to struggle and fight against myself. there are too many lines i've drawn to trap myself, it is so suffocating. maybe i am a masochist. i try to run but i don't wanna ever leave. who want to leave this fucking life? take a deep breath, ahhhh, it is so great to be alive.  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;life is too short,&lt;br /&gt;live it with the real you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5696887291911065870?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5696887291911065870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5696887291911065870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5696887291911065870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5696887291911065870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/03/rational-me.html' title='rational me'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5953841064984866813</id><published>2011-03-26T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:00:06.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whole you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter there are how many you inside your body, i accept the whole you, try to understand every single you. i do not mind your sexual orientation, it never scares me off, i like whoever you like.  i do not care about your history, i only care about your present and also future, i will always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;or no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5953841064984866813?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5953841064984866813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5953841064984866813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5953841064984866813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5953841064984866813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/03/whole-you.html' title='whole you'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-3823790223456187098</id><published>2011-03-25T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T13:53:57.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drunk ass words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what you have said, i really cannot deny. it's my fault, i should be good in masking all my emotions. you're right, i felt disappointed because i hoped. you are someone i really believe that i can lean on, but you afraid that i will sink deeper and deeper. the conversation between us, you don't remember but i will not forget. never underestimate my self-control, i am cold-blooded, can leave without hesitation. please, do not try me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;为什么越相信谁能依靠，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;越换来又一次灵魂寂寥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-3823790223456187098?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/3823790223456187098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=3823790223456187098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/3823790223456187098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/3823790223456187098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/03/drunk-ass-words.html' title='drunk ass words'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7941249542331548129</id><published>2011-03-23T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:20:29.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're not ash, but diamond. you brought sparkles to my life, and made my colors burst. if you are ash, you will be blown and fly away from my world. so, be the unbreakable diamond, continue shines on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UsqKz7QS7Jo/TYodEQFzNjI/AAAAAAAAATg/WCfrX1q4o1c/s1600/diamond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UsqKz7QS7Jo/TYodEQFzNjI/AAAAAAAAATg/WCfrX1q4o1c/s200/diamond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587310246582498866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;the more the diamond is cut&lt;br /&gt;the brighter it sparkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7941249542331548129?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7941249542331548129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7941249542331548129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7941249542331548129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7941249542331548129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2011/03/ash.html' title='ash'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UsqKz7QS7Jo/TYodEQFzNjI/AAAAAAAAATg/WCfrX1q4o1c/s72-c/diamond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5164521613383401638</id><published>2011-01-24T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T19:45:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TT1lEnpOHwI/AAAAAAAAATU/osR15DPvN9I/s1600/641167cfgw6ddnbj6m1glj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TT1lEnpOHwI/AAAAAAAAATU/osR15DPvN9I/s320/641167cfgw6ddnbj6m1glj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565715844535557890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this pic reminded me of when i was a kid, i love to pop the bubble wrap so much. shy to say, till now i still love to do this. i like to feel the bubbles underneath my fingers, pop the bubble wrap one by one, and listen the pop sound. it's like my mission is to get them all popped and i will feel so satisfied. simple thing that is amusing right? as i know, the market got sell a product which produces realistic bubble wrap bursting sensation and sound, the feeling is entirely different tho. hmm, anyone have bubble wrap please kindly keep for me.  it may sounds childish for you, but it's feels good when you found happiness is very easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when u're a kid, happiness is simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when u're grown up, simple is happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5164521613383401638?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TT1lEnpOHwI/AAAAAAAAATU/osR15DPvN9I/s72-c/641167cfgw6ddnbj6m1glj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8953915594975211211</id><published>2011-01-21T16:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:05:04.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna backpacking and do volunteers! wanna experience everything, explore every places, culture and food, have eyes opening when i am still young. dun wan just staying at home, facebook-ing all the time and watching dramas. come on, my life not gonna waste like that. save it for the last stage of my life ok. i've dug many info about silk road for my public speaking assignment, i feel wanna discover the road by backpacking. it sounds adventurous and exciting. the countries that have presented by the other groups attracted me to visit too. start with asian countries first with the limited budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TTlRmt7Vg_I/AAAAAAAAASs/SkdGUDmWv6c/s1600/backpacker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TTlRmt7Vg_I/AAAAAAAAASs/SkdGUDmWv6c/s200/backpacker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564568540198306802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;err.. can someone carry for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the other thing is volunteers. i really love to do charities and help people. maybe i don't look that kind, but i do have that heart. found that there are volunteer programs for conservation of marine turtle and orang utans in malaysia. that's awesome. keep those plans for my after-graduation-plan. nah, i don't do things just saying without action. for now, i wanna be active and take parts in any charity activity organized by uni. people, let's do healthy things together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TTlRnsHuDJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/iUsk4utxHQU/s1600/volunteer%2Bhands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TTlRnsHuDJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/iUsk4utxHQU/s200/volunteer%2Bhands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564568556893244562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reach out to be volunteers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;life is not dull&lt;br /&gt;make differences in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8953915594975211211?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8953915594975211211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8953915594975211211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8953915594975211211'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody can go back and start a new begining, but anyone can start today and make a new ending. i love this saying. leave whatever unhappy, unpleasant and unhealthy things behind today, hold a big smile for tomorrow. kiss goodbye to 2010. let's welcome the new year, 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TR2it4O6-XI/AAAAAAAAASk/7pJ87qxWj2E/s1600/63a179c2tw6dcvj3qvo8vj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TR2it4O6-XI/AAAAAAAAASk/7pJ87qxWj2E/s200/63a179c2tw6dcvj3qvo8vj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556776424317843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything become better,&lt;br /&gt;happier, luckier and healthier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll enjoy, satisfy and have lot of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5928721557265368515?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5928721557265368515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5928721557265368515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5928721557265368515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5928721557265368515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-ending.html' title='new ending'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TR2it4O6-XI/AAAAAAAAASk/7pJ87qxWj2E/s72-c/63a179c2tw6dcvj3qvo8vj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2154971727318316960</id><published>2010-12-29T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T15:05:15.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking forward to next year was not enough for me. first, i needed to shred the bad bits of 2010. that's an idea i got from the New Yorkers. the members of the public were invited to jot down their least favorite  moments and memories, then stuff the paper into a giant shredder set up. that must be a long list of the bad things i wanna get rid of. i would like to just mentally shred them into million of pieces then burn into ashes. i trust, none of these memories will be ever seen again. the empty space of my mind only for keeping the new good things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TRrX2XOGEpI/AAAAAAAAASY/JG4mpm19Tvk/s1600/Shred_Paper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TRrX2XOGEpI/AAAAAAAAASY/JG4mpm19Tvk/s200/Shred_Paper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555990419260969618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shred the bad memories&lt;br /&gt;and recycle into the good things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2154971727318316960?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2154971727318316960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2154971727318316960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2154971727318316960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2154971727318316960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/12/shred.html' title='shred'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TRrX2XOGEpI/AAAAAAAAASY/JG4mpm19Tvk/s72-c/Shred_Paper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7078673290778605325</id><published>2010-12-20T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:28:04.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;santa claus is coming to town. i want to spend the christmas in the warm circle of family and friends. i wish for the only present, the presence of love, peace and hope all wrapped up together. i know i will receive it because i am always in the checked list of Mr.Santa. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQ9wCoTgx-I/AAAAAAAAASM/_zZbu820o2M/s1600/funnyquote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQ9wCoTgx-I/AAAAAAAAASM/_zZbu820o2M/s200/funnyquote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552780056052418530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's not about opening present&lt;br /&gt;is about opening your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/siewting/Desktop/mine/twi/funnyquote.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7078673290778605325?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7078673290778605325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7078673290778605325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7078673290778605325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7078673290778605325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQ9wCoTgx-I/AAAAAAAAASM/_zZbu820o2M/s72-c/funnyquote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5861840515281929588</id><published>2010-12-18T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:52:25.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unguessable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unable to guess whether lately, your silence is good﻿ or  bad. and i don't want to ask too much. let the try outs lock our hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if a sudden cold, a sudden hot warmth is your excuse, then i rather to have never been serious with you. i am not interested in what is inside your brain. dear, not i couldn't guess it, just i don't want to guess anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQzaEYo8KtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mTlkZG1QivQ/s1600/ap_F23_20100206024026855%2B%25281%2529%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQzaEYo8KtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mTlkZG1QivQ/s200/ap_F23_20100206024026855%2B%25281%2529%2B%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552052209509477074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the more you care about someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the more unguessable it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5861840515281929588?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5861840515281929588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5861840515281929588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5861840515281929588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5861840515281929588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/12/unguessable.html' title='unguessable'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQzaEYo8KtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mTlkZG1QivQ/s72-c/ap_F23_20100206024026855%2B%25281%2529%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-3992314854985487934</id><published>2010-12-01T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T15:27:26.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eek. money never made a man happy yet, nor will it. shouldn't let it brings me stress and influence my emotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not worth for that. life shouldn't be printed on dollar bills. i am just a poor girl who wants to be rich of happiness. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQ2y-n2C1bI/AAAAAAAAARA/7aNMepgEj6I/s1600/jimi008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQ2y-n2C1bI/AAAAAAAAARA/7aNMepgEj6I/s200/jimi008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552290704534984114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we are priceless.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-3992314854985487934?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/3992314854985487934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=3992314854985487934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/3992314854985487934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/3992314854985487934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='$'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TQ2y-n2C1bI/AAAAAAAAARA/7aNMepgEj6I/s72-c/jimi008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7268282940171393735</id><published>2010-12-01T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:30:47.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I would speak what's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask for all the hate to be swept away&lt;br /&gt;For love to overflow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I'd pour my heart out on each page&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask for war to end&lt;br /&gt;and for peace to mend this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I'd say I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the strength to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Help us find love, cause love is overdue&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like so much is going wrong&lt;br /&gt;On this road we're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I'd say please help us find a way&lt;br /&gt;End all the bitterness, put some tenderness&lt;br /&gt;in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I'd say I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the strength to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Help us find love, cause love is overdue&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like we haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Need some help from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant us the faith to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Give us hope when it seems all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems like so much is going wrong&lt;br /&gt;On this road we're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't do it on our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Give us the strength to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Help us find love, cause love is overdue)&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like we haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Need some help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant us the faith to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Give us hope when it seems all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems like so much is going wrong&lt;br /&gt;On this road we're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No No&lt;br /&gt;(No)We can't do it on our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(So) So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TPU2fEm2BlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NizIipvEcrQ/s1600/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TPU2fEm2BlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NizIipvEcrQ/s200/pray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545398423617144402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God, i know you see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7268282940171393735?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7268282940171393735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7268282940171393735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7268282940171393735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7268282940171393735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/12/note-to-god.html' title='Note to God'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TPU2fEm2BlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NizIipvEcrQ/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6291964848082956606</id><published>2010-11-28T11:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:21:55.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not denying, i am only human, with flaws and weaknesses. do accept who i am because no one is perfect including you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; like to scowl.&lt;/span&gt; (made me feel comfortable. always do it when feel insecure or awkward or just do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speak loud when impress something.&lt;/span&gt; (don't misunderstand that i scold people or i over react, i just confirm you get what i said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fusspot.&lt;/span&gt; (always fuss over an unimportant matter, get into a state of nervous.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stingy.&lt;/span&gt; (if spent money on something worthless, will mourn for my penny for long time. definitely not to family and good friends, am very generous to them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; low crying point.&lt;/span&gt; (my tear duct very sensitive. T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expect people treat me like the way i treat them.&lt;/span&gt; (most of them just never return good deeds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love to sing like superstar-wanna-be.&lt;/span&gt; (sorry and thanks to my audiences :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot-tempered.&lt;/span&gt; (please bear with me. when i get mad, i really mean it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotional.&lt;/span&gt; (moods like roller coaster, up and down in minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy bug.&lt;/span&gt; (hardly to remove my butt once i sit or lay down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;glutton.&lt;/span&gt; (food is a big part of my life, i LOVE to eat so much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TPJycWaUEsI/AAAAAAAAAQg/YY0WuTT8xHM/s1600/DSC09042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TPJycWaUEsI/AAAAAAAAAQg/YY0WuTT8xHM/s200/DSC09042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544619922624352962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i am beautiful&lt;br /&gt;because i know my flaws&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6291964848082956606?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TPJycWaUEsI/AAAAAAAAAQg/YY0WuTT8xHM/s72-c/DSC09042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2170093795078374825</id><published>2010-11-16T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:45:06.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bright and shiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on! kick off the dark and twisty me, i wanna be bright and shiny! what the hell for the bad things? you never beat me down. i am getting stronger, strong enough to give up, give up to carry any troubles or woes along. for the money and items i lost, i'm gonna earn double or triple back! i considered as expensive lessons i had, and i learned freaking enough. sick of mourning on the dead material things. i am aging, so what? that's only push me to live my life more happy, not to waste any second on craps. screw those people thought that they mean a whole world for me. i only love people that are worth for, not you. laugh my ass out! happiness is only thing can stay in my world. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TOFwlEwMutI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nAPbStNpHFU/s1600/Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TOFwlEwMutI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nAPbStNpHFU/s200/Smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539832798875794130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL. it wears braces just as cute as me.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shines my world&lt;br /&gt;with your smile&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2170093795078374825?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2170093795078374825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2170093795078374825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2170093795078374825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2170093795078374825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/11/bright-and-shiny.html' title='bright and shiny'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/TOFwlEwMutI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nAPbStNpHFU/s72-c/Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-1644639589873672593</id><published>2010-11-13T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:42:46.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my birthday is getting meaningless for me as aging. i don't care if there're no celebration, no presents or no suprises, although the inner part of me do mind if my day wasted just like that. this year spent the day together with my besties who have made lot of efforts on plans of the day, made it became less ordinary. thank you for everything you did. thank you for existing in my life, staying alive, and loving me. i love you, yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my wishes are simple&lt;br /&gt;please make them&lt;br /&gt;become TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-1644639589873672593?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/1644639589873672593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=1644639589873672593' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love sleeping on my warm comfy bed, everyone does. i always feel better after waking up from sleep, like what happened yesterday have past. it elevates my mood, and charges my energy for the brand new day. the best part of sleep is dreaming. no matter sweet dream or nightmares, we can hide away from the realistic world for a moment, immerse ourselves in the world we create. never take sleep for granted. some people do suffer from dyssomnia and parasomnia. one more thing, waking up from sleep is a reminder for us that we are still living. have a nice sleep, human.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dream of someone means that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the one is missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6475251381644911065</id><published>2010-11-05T23:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:30:42.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more hassles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too many hassles piled up together, and always one sink one rise, torture me in sequence. i am so tired to cope with them, which are enough to make me stress and drive me crazy. i was easily to lose my temper and frustrated by those bad things. i don't want to learn to be strong, tough and optimistic. can i just throw tantrum like a child and wait people to fix them for me? i don't wanna grow up, wish i never grown up, everything is so simple. not to think things so complicated, not to take things like a big deal and not to bother anything, anything. done my vents. take a deep breath. just fight while i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stop hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am more fragile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;than i thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6475251381644911065?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6475251381644911065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6475251381644911065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Corinthians 13:4&lt;br /&gt;love you, ren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7399082101862289334?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7399082101862289334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7399082101862289334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7399082101862289334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7399082101862289334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/08/corinthians-134.html' title='Corinthians 13:4'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4260864632313136707</id><published>2010-07-05T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:43:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;give me sedative. struggled enough with my tangled thoughts and anxiety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or give me more moments&lt;br /&gt;with my dearest pupils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i do miss them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4260864632313136707?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4260864632313136707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4260864632313136707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4260864632313136707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4260864632313136707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/07/give-me.html' title='give me'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5072246090438430786</id><published>2010-04-16T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:00:05.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't want to face the reality, to feel the insecurity, to wait for the hopeless. i hate the what is your plan question, detest the scornful response after no plan uttering out. helpless is overwhelmed me terribly, please don't add insult to injury. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have lost my first choice. it is tiring that convincing myself, it is not the right one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still got other choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5072246090438430786?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5072246090438430786/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5139457613621572151</id><published>2010-03-16T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:06:05.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meilleur ami mâle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just lend me your time, one minute per day.&lt;br /&gt;hear my silence, send me your warmth by words.&lt;br /&gt;be my closest friend, not whose lover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Je vous, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mon bon ami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5139457613621572151?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5139457613621572151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5139457613621572151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5139457613621572151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5139457613621572151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/03/meilleur-ami-male.html' title='meilleur ami mâle'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7690164449083032916</id><published>2010-03-06T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:45:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was so indecisive and weak when facing the music and making the huge decision. dawn upon me, every decision you made will eventually turn out to be the right one for you. it just depends on how you think. there's no perfect choice or whatever. right. no more evasion, no more escape, no more like a ostrich bury its head in the sand. it is just another mountain that i need to climb over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Once you make a decision,&lt;br /&gt;the universe conspires&lt;br /&gt;to make it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7690164449083032916?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7690164449083032916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7690164449083032916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7690164449083032916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7690164449083032916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/03/decision.html' title='decision'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4109035825512893621</id><published>2010-02-26T01:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:58:04.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope i could tell the best lie that i'm okay, but i can't even lie to myself. i was wrecked, into pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm really a babi.   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4109035825512893621?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4109035825512893621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4109035825512893621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4109035825512893621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4109035825512893621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-okay.html' title='i&apos;m okay'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7332443687815164793</id><published>2010-02-19T02:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:11:57.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darezi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=D  although joyous moments were so brief, reunion of loves was so memorable. i was really delighted. as we growing up, we realized that the chances we can meet are lesser, the time we can spend together are more than precious. chinese new year is the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="shw"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anticipatable holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. for me, the greatest thing of it, is not collecting ang pao, is not eating cookies, is be with our loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love cny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the once-a-year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;spring festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7332443687815164793?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7332443687815164793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7332443687815164793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7332443687815164793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7332443687815164793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2010/02/darezi.html' title='darezi'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2204925078562418742</id><published>2009-12-31T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:36:10.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past tense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the year sped by in the blur that i barely remember what i experienced.  i  forgot how i spent the days of form six. it was already a distant memory. stpm tied the knot of form six life. two years efforts simply judge by few papers which used only hours. ironic. worse, i have no idea that did i try my best to answer. my brain definitely do a good job in blocking those painful things. one thing i truly know, everything was past. this is the end also the beginning. live the present as much as we can for one of the reasons, we're still alive.       &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is improbable&lt;br /&gt;until it moves into&lt;br /&gt;past tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2204925078562418742?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2204925078562418742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2204925078562418742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2204925078562418742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2204925078562418742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/12/past-tense.html' title='past tense'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7921813890655472232</id><published>2009-10-31T09:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:13:27.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reciprocal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you didn't reply me again. when i was totally feel depressing, your name appeared on my hp calling. you would not know how touching was i. when cochlea detected your voice, my tears was streaming down my empty face and my body was involuntarily quivered. i rushed to pour out my inner thoughts to you, about your apathetic acts, our complicated feelings, our deepest concerns to you. i know i should ask you for explanation at the same time. still, luckily i came clean to you in time. don't ever let misunderstanding become a barrier between us and set our hearts apart. we must do something before it is too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm the one who always make the first move and you're being unmoved grew tiredness on me. i thought in relationship, must be someone is being initiative and the other one is being passive. no, it is definitely wrong. a genuine relationship is reciprocal. one loves the other and the other recognizes that love, acknowledges it, and returns it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7921813890655472232?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7921813890655472232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7921813890655472232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7921813890655472232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7921813890655472232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/10/reciprocal.html' title='reciprocal'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5339736497546408815</id><published>2009-09-14T22:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:35:54.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i just want to scream out my lungs like bella did when the same nightmare keep haunting her. only one more month left. i'm out of time. not about new moon, is something else. something that strangles my neck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why was i panicking now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd known it's coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why should it frighten me that it's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5339736497546408815?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5339736497546408815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5339736497546408815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5339736497546408815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5339736497546408815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/09/lastest-trailer.html' title='scream'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6884066534390245772</id><published>2009-07-25T18:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:24:45.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>racetosavemylove</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i was watching Bella runs across the fountain towards Edward, slowly unbuttoning his shirt to expose his pale chest, i had chills, goose bumps and tear rush. i can feel Bella runs till her lungs burst, thrash her way through the red crowd to save the one she lives for, as if i were her. "Stop! Stop! No Edward, don't!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For in failing at this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I forfeited any desire to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6884066534390245772?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6884066534390245772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6884066534390245772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6884066534390245772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6884066534390245772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='racetosavemylove'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4773084660687280277</id><published>2009-07-01T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:18:04.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galaxie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SktanyPRO6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Owfuv0MT9U0/s1600-h/DSC03525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353472221607181218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SktanyPRO6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Owfuv0MT9U0/s200/DSC03525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got it.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've sent a thank mail to Galaxie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4773084660687280277?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4773084660687280277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4773084660687280277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4773084660687280277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4773084660687280277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/07/galaxie.html' title='Galaxie'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SktanyPRO6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Owfuv0MT9U0/s72-c/DSC03525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7362287385888942424</id><published>2009-06-20T20:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:51:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your 108th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday, my edward cullen.&lt;br /&gt;the more you love someone, the less sense anything made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"how long have you been 17?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"a while."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7362287385888942424?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7362287385888942424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7362287385888942424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7362287385888942424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7362287385888942424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-108th.html' title='your 108th'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7961936248785203416</id><published>2009-06-19T14:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:55:00.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am coffee bean, not a carrot or an egg. the boiling water melts the coffee bean, triggers coffee bean to release its fragrance and flavor. when things are at their worst, i should get better and change the situation around me. it's ironic that the circumstance did bring me painess but i still can't replace the failure with motivation. i've to endure it. i've to make a cup of aromatic and flavorful coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348945561911995746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SjtFpgyqrWI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fLR8fmGyQmY/s200/1-3415963-4146-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taste the bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sweet comes later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7961936248785203416?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7961936248785203416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7961936248785203416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7961936248785203416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7961936248785203416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/06/coffee-bean.html' title='coffee bean'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SjtFpgyqrWI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fLR8fmGyQmY/s72-c/1-3415963-4146-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7363586292197733593</id><published>2009-06-09T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:59:45.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i truly knew it, but when it uttered out from other's mouth, it's hurt as if the words shot at the right core. i knew, i was giving myself cornucopia of evasions to escape myself from studies, keep asking friends for the answer - i also didn't study - to ease my guiltiness. it's actually stupid and annoying.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Edward, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;scold me harshly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7363586292197733593?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7363586292197733593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7363586292197733593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7363586292197733593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7363586292197733593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/06/evasion.html' title='evasion'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5460865403303597216</id><published>2009-05-30T22:59:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:19:33.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's rising</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the overpowering craving to keep my eyes and hearts open the development of New Moon refused to fade. i'd seen the 15 new faces, the Wolf Pack, the official poster and every pic from vancouver and italian set, especially the reunion scene. not the least, the 14-sec tease with one-sec kiss. i can't wait to watch the MTV Movie Awards. THEY ARE REVEALING THE NEVER-BEFORE-SEEN NEW MOON FREAKIN TRAILER! my excitement increases exponentially as the time passing. i think i can only watch it from youtube, no live coverage at m'sia perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally, i watched it. the short &lt;a href="http://www.newmoonmovie.org/trailer/"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt; is totally awesome, made me replay it again and again. i clenched my fists when watching the kiss scene, shocked by the ravenous Jasper, the agony in Edward's eyes hurted me, the broke up scene was so very heartbreaking. i could feel Bella's helplessness when Laurent was looking at her. the next second, it's extremely exciting when the scene turned to the transformation of Jacob into werewolf. i couldn't contain my eagerness to watch New Moon anymore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ops, almost forget to share the good news, Twilight won 5 MTV Movie Awards - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Cam Gigandet and Robert Pattinson), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breakthrough Male Performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Robert Pattinson), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Female Performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Kristen Stewart), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Robert Pattinson &amp;amp; Kristen Stewart) as well as the big award for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Movie of the Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Rob and Kristen are amazing. Catherine Hardwicke, good job! i love the movie so much!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Moon will be released on November 27, 2009 in M'sia.&lt;/span&gt; big pain knocked my heart, i thought it will be released on Dec or next year so i can watch it in the cinema after the life-death-exam. i'm drowning in misery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341860355722320578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SiIZsO6SGsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eroJ6neBueM/s320/6a00d8341bf6c153ef011570958c12970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would never put a werewolf between edward and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341860364124373314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SiIZsuNfQUI/AAAAAAAAALA/Vk4T_RegvSc/s320/new-moon-italy3_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I can't live in a world where you don't exist" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was racing to save somet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hing infinitely more precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my own life meant little to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5460865403303597216?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SiIZsO6SGsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eroJ6neBueM/s72-c/6a00d8341bf6c153ef011570958c12970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2954966362738470827</id><published>2009-05-28T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:58:38.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the proximity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reality always twisted my expectations and hopes. i had an accident. a Corona was suddenly stopped in front of my car, i stomped on the brake in time. i automatically viewed the rear-view mirror. i saw a Subaru was speeding towards my car. i was able to absorb in clear that it's going to crash me. then, it was the shattering crunch of the collision of cars. the great force of the collision pushed my car to crash the Corona. i thought i would be smashed to the mirror because of the inertia. i felt horribly fragile. thanks God, i didn't injure, but my car was seriously damaged. even the front seats were spoilt. i realized, the proximity of death startles us as sudden as a car accident happened without warning. it breaths between breaths, closer than we dare admit. live your every second, who knows what happens next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alice, i want to have the same ability with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sees things that might happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;things are coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2954966362738470827?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2954966362738470827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2954966362738470827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2954966362738470827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2954966362738470827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/05/proximity.html' title='the proximity'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-65503174422856880</id><published>2009-05-23T18:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:02:14.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>felicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just ended a long talk with you. it made me flashed back our moments. back to the days you had intership at kt, i was barely asked you out and turned you down. you always called me for chatting but i seldom did so. i really felt bad. you treat me better. sorry, you deserved more love from me. although distance is a huge hurdle blocking us from moving forward, your position would never change in my heart no matter how low is my rank in yours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having felicia pua in my life is my felicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338982573925914738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/ShfgXSTa2HI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fN_OrekAMZ0/s200/1_822882307l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really miss you. i mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;always being your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forever push-up bra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-65503174422856880?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/65503174422856880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=65503174422856880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/65503174422856880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/65503174422856880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/05/felicity.html' title='felicity'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/ShfgXSTa2HI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fN_OrekAMZ0/s72-c/1_822882307l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8417393938257050225</id><published>2009-05-22T21:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:13:15.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apheresis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had my 2nd time blood donation. to find my not-prominent-veins, the tourniquet was braced so tight around the upper arm, utterly anesthetized my lower arm. it was quite intolerable. when collecting my blood, i was hardly clenched my fist. my left arm continued felt no strength after done as if it was not a part of my body. i couldn't straighten it. still, i was growing felt better. next time, i have to warm myself first, increase the vasodilation of arterioles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338677916420647506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/ShbLR4p5qlI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yfDldsNiOR4/s200/DSC03279.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inevitable bruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338656796499987970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Sha4Ei0bTgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5HgAG4Ai5co/s200/DSC03273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"it was impossible... to stop" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why you did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why didn't you just let the venom spread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by now i would be just like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8417393938257050225?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8417393938257050225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8417393938257050225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8417393938257050225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8417393938257050225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/05/apheresis.html' title='apheresis'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/ShbLR4p5qlI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yfDldsNiOR4/s72-c/DSC03279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2471523572950881673</id><published>2009-05-20T15:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:40:46.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop the cycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the answer sheet was almost blank. i felt a surge of heavy remorse. i tried very hard to block the nasolacrimal duct, but tears still streaming down my face.&lt;/em&gt; again, it happened. how many times i keep repeating this stupid cycle - no study, terrible result, grief -? there's no proof showed that i was changed. i hate myself, for being such a fool never learned her lesson. i suffered enough of what i've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sighed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2471523572950881673?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2471523572950881673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2471523572950881673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2471523572950881673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2471523572950881673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/05/stop-cycle.html' title='stop the cycle'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6462081659262359191</id><published>2009-05-15T16:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:46:37.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was the first night i dreamed of Edward. in the dream, i asked him is everyone smell the same for him. he smiled, and said " your scent is different." oh, the words like struck my heart, it spluttered hyperactively. you've no idea, how much i wished i didn't wake up. i think about him all day, remember everything he says, doodle and google his name. i was absolutely positive that Edward was a frictional character and i would never want anything but him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335976508692063714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Sg0yXQprZeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yczn4cRN0EI/s200/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was already in too deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dying to sink my teeth into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6462081659262359191?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6462081659262359191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6462081659262359191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6462081659262359191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6462081659262359191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/05/sank.html' title='sank'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Sg0yXQprZeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yczn4cRN0EI/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8961934835152104536</id><published>2009-04-22T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:13:40.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm unconditionally and irrevocably in love with Edward Cullen. Edward rush seriously pulsing through my whole body. reading twilight was becoming a relevant part of my daily routine. i couldn't bear the gloom that engulfed me as i couldn't read it, like i couldn't see him. he is my spirit now. he filled my hollow heart. he gave me the twinge of enthusiasm i'd felt for biology. he controlled his thirst for human blood, i'd control my evilness for ditching books. what a stupid lamb am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327485623595955490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Se8H8sxv9SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YnU0-tXscvs/s200/my+robert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, you're exactly my brand of heroin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bite me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only vampire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8961934835152104536?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8961934835152104536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8961934835152104536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8961934835152104536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8961934835152104536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/04/ome.html' title='OME'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Se8H8sxv9SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YnU0-tXscvs/s72-c/my+robert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7408088898500779438</id><published>2009-03-25T21:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:54:59.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>under its skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317113822917448082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Scou2cVQUZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fB8mWa7D7aI/s200/m2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dissection of mouse, my first time experience. complicated feeling mixed in my mind during this experiment. little excited to begin it as i've never tried before. the mouse was so helpless, just can laid at there, waited for me to cut its body. when cutting its fur covered skin, felt like my skin was crawling with lice. the organs're not disgusting as they're almost same with ours. i saw its tiny heart was still beating, i didn't feel to mess up the organs. just watching others took out their mice respiratory, circulatory and disgestive system. some of their heads were apart with the bodies and skins were totally peeled off. after all, i had a little interest on being a doctor or surgeon but i prefer forensic. for me, dissect dead better than living one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317113834959100162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Scou3JMNWQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j5e8JeXF05k/s200/mouse%27s+organs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks, miss mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to to be cold blooded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not to love and be hurted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7408088898500779438?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7408088898500779438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7408088898500779438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7408088898500779438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7408088898500779438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/03/under-its-skin.html' title='under its skin'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/Scou2cVQUZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fB8mWa7D7aI/s72-c/m2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4429407525207608530</id><published>2009-02-23T18:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:48:54.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly astee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waited my turn for years, finally, my ortho treatment began. i know once i've decided, i've to keep holding on till the end. my case is not a piece of cake, but complicated. after wearing the braces for about 2 years, still have another heavy step to take. i'll be tough to persist in doing this. it's suffered and risk, yet, i know if i don't do it, regret will be carried along my life. depressing times creep, on the upside, i was getting nearer with my perfect smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305954693657405650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SaKJroXEKNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/W9CmsX--4x4/s200/DSC02951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in process&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i pray sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please make the ugly duckling's story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;become true on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;turn me into a beautiful swam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4429407525207608530?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4429407525207608530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4429407525207608530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4429407525207608530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4429407525207608530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugly-duckling.html' title='ugly astee'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SaKJroXEKNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/W9CmsX--4x4/s72-c/DSC02951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-3495460838679528774</id><published>2009-02-09T21:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:58:44.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>light up the lantern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15th day of cny marked the end of it.despite just had few sharing moments, let's flash back those days in previous times. lack of photos to speak but some memories sounds in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300804452155238770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SZA9kHqFqXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oudsJLvY51Y/s320/n823152575_2044309_5751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd day&lt;br /&gt;visited to jane, kiat hui, paul and my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300805495482453058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SZA-g2WrjEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/IFQ3lnlh12U/s320/n701529311_1203296_326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th day&lt;br /&gt;visited to friends' houses at wisma tenang and ladang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300808988138302018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SZBBsJguakI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F7K3ipiGNvM/s320/n701529311_1209697_4941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went around air jernih and pulau kambing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;compared to last year, cny 2009 was sort of boring. felt little disappointed, maybe that's because i had over high expectation on it. take mind off the spoilt part of it, still satisfied. well, the new year is not about what happened, is about what to come. breath deep and smile, happy always comes first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;throw away the limaos&lt;br /&gt;open up the angpaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;say bye to yuan xiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-3495460838679528774?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/3495460838679528774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=3495460838679528774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/3495460838679528774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/3495460838679528774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/02/light-up-lantern.html' title='light up the lantern'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SZA9kHqFqXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oudsJLvY51Y/s72-c/n823152575_2044309_5751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5540202056228787718</id><published>2009-01-31T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:26:04.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tumours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;save me, from being a hot-tempered person. my uncontrollable emotion always takes a step above my rasionalisation. i can't bear for the records of my immature acts. regrets tug my heart everytimes after i've calm down and refresh back what i did. thought that i was being myself, that's my attitude and i didn't care how people comment about me. that's false! stop living in the self-centered world. kick off the bad, improve to the max and gain respect of people even myself. won't know the next second i'll hurt who, so think twice before talking. not to louder the volume, be soft and polite. not to let anger fill my mind, be wise and rasional. remember, silence is golden, sometimes. i accept every inch of me and try to get better. noone is perfect, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i envy the girl you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;although i want to be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't want to be the 2nd her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because i'm me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5540202056228787718?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5540202056228787718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5540202056228787718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5540202056228787718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5540202056228787718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/01/tumours.html' title='the tumours'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4361634511192114054</id><published>2009-01-26T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:08:26.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listen to my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the worst happening stroke my first day of cny into pieces. hope that's the only bad luck in this ox year. the tragic story i just shared with those closest. i'm the kind of person who dislike to expose weakness in front people. even the tears blur my vision, i'll keep holding and not to let it drop. it is so uneasy to say out the poignant things for me, i believe it's same to others too. find the dearest to talk, as i know they care about me and i'll feel a bit of relief after saying out. it work but sometimes it may just put a damper on it. i do mind that when i'm telling the story seriously, but what i get is a response with tonnes of humour. i feel not be respected and ignored, there is no next time for heart-to-heart conversation. you may think it's not serious, but, for fragile me, it is. learn to be a good listener, put yourself in other people's shoes, you'll understand their feeling. they just want to share the downs with someone they trust or someone know them well. lend a pair of ears or eyes to them, use your sincere heart to listen or see what they want to tell and comfort them as you can. treat people like how you want people treat you, this is my lesson too. not less to wish, happy chinese new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295646571997834754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SX3qf-vyLgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eV5k05AgduE/s200/1-2836764-8482-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;although when i need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you won't be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're always my listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4361634511192114054?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4361634511192114054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4361634511192114054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4361634511192114054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4361634511192114054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/01/listen-to-me.html' title='listen to my heart'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SX3qf-vyLgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eV5k05AgduE/s72-c/1-2836764-8482-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2979609047830842749</id><published>2009-01-10T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:12:21.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memory loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perhaps my brain is at somewhere or someone, i'm having short term memory loss and make no sense in doing things. still able to recall vividly, my hp put in the pocket of pants that i was wearing, but i thought i left it at shop. reached home, my hand automatically took it from pocket and just realised that it was my hp. another more serious case, i was keep searching for the house keys in my bag. after seconds, i saw my left hand was holding it. sometimes, i opened internet explorer, i forgot which website i wanted to enter. my mind was so easily to wander but it always occupy by you. the image of you come back to me time and time again. though, maybe the memory about you will loss one day, i can't even remember who are you. please help me save every mementos of us in your heart. this you promised, not to forget me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teach me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;delete the poignant memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only lock the happy ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2979609047830842749?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2979609047830842749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2979609047830842749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2979609047830842749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2979609047830842749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/01/memory-loss.html' title='memory loss'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2854667750319244857</id><published>2009-01-03T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:15:01.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;holiday has sneaked away when we're still indulging ourselves in off pressures time. people, is time to sober up, synchronize our watches. waved to the two months holiday, tomorrow continue my school life again. no any feeling or expectation, everything surely remains almost the same, classmates, teachers, and also complicated theories and calculations. now i eager for the coming chinese new year especially 28th of jan, going to take another step of changes. speaking of, i want to change, shame of myself because i've said milion times but no work. it's not an idle promise again. prove it, to me. as Obama said, yes, i can. yes, i can. yes, i can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not to say, but to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;action speaks louder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;than words, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2854667750319244857?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2854667750319244857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2854667750319244857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2854667750319244857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2854667750319244857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2009/01/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-6186351592621708599</id><published>2008-12-30T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:27:29.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as the end of year draws near, i would like to list some unforgetable pasts on 2008. turn the clock of memories to the good old days, visited houses with a big bunch of friends in chinese new year. we're bonding together after, almost everyday hanging out. those days were so relax and unwind with no problems to worry. till the release of SPM result, many of us were standing on the T junction and grappling with which road should we take. time goes, all of us split to walk our own paths. me, took the one less travelled by, grassy and lacked wear. spoke to myself, once decide, no regrets and fight to the end. in april, i got my car licence. felt so independent that don't need to rely on anyone when want off to somewhere. on the dark side of the year, my maternal grandfather passed away. although he's not with us anymore, i know he's looking after us in the heaven. november's me, had a memorable 18th birthday with my besties. christmas eve and christmas were not exceptional, worth to be remembered too. not the least, the new year eve soon to be spend. i can't wait to countdown and turn the page of new year. despite that i was having great times this year and sort of reluctance to past it, i believe my life is increasingly meaningful by years. so, don't sad because it's past, be happy because it happened and you experienced it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for all of you went through one year with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for every mistakes i've done in this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you, not only for this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-6186351592621708599?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/6186351592621708599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=6186351592621708599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6186351592621708599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/6186351592621708599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-end.html' title='not the end'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-2559738900871707583</id><published>2008-12-26T01:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:45:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry x'mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the crisp December air, the embraces of loves warmed me up. although santa claus didn't ride his rudolphs and send christmas gift to me, you know, i think he already gave me the most precious pressie, spent the christmas with my besties. no snow, no christmas tree, no any decoration, there was not important at all. focusing on the true heart of christmas, not the material stuff. appreciate what you're having, God provides us more than enough. Happiness is not measured by how much you've but by how little you need. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283798417906428930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SVPSqpQVbAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XMkKYUImibo/s320/PC250274.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;angels in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-2559738900871707583?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/2559738900871707583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=2559738900871707583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2559738900871707583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/2559738900871707583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas.html' title='merry x&apos;mas'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SVPSqpQVbAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XMkKYUImibo/s72-c/PC250274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-189646476752142588</id><published>2008-12-17T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:38:50.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma, sheng ri kuai le</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is my mum's 45th birthday. ops, age seem to be women's secret. well, no matter the age increasing by the year, no matter the time leaves wrinkles on your face, no matter what, you know i always love you. always. sometimes, i hurt you and made you sad. sincerely apologize to you, i know i ain't a good daughter but i promise i'll try my very best to be. the least, i'll fulfil my basical duty that celebrating your birthday with you every year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280779381616376658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SUkY3mpze1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zxv0FoudPnQ/s200/mum+me+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo ai siow lee.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my love for you is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;deeper than sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;higher than moutain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-189646476752142588?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/189646476752142588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=189646476752142588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/189646476752142588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/189646476752142588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/12/ma-sheng-ri-kuai-le.html' title='ma, sheng ri kuai le'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SUkY3mpze1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zxv0FoudPnQ/s72-c/mum+me+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5976687265135720714</id><published>2008-12-15T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:47:05.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing's right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's wrong with me? not being glutton, don't eat food like off limits and eat so less until i can't believe that's me. anyway, that's consider as a good news for me. finally, i can control my desire for food. i ain't the desperate for becoming thinner but will feel a little pride when see the scale is pointing more to the left and glad that people say "siew ting, you've become thinner." i do always take it as a compliment. no worries, i won't torture myself by throwing up the food. one more thing run me being a bit abnormal. i was so enjoy being a geek girl staying at home facing the com, watching drama or just relaxing. needless to say the reason, recently i want to get my butt off the house and hanging out with my besties. seriously, i thought you don't have so much influence for me. i was wrong, again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yoou're wrong, too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5976687265135720714?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5976687265135720714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5976687265135720714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5976687265135720714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5976687265135720714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/12/nothings-right.html' title='nothing&apos;s right'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-5230206978214000529</id><published>2008-11-23T22:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:00:48.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken wing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SSlvD1RDOHI/AAAAAAAAADo/oUoCCCtTUW8/s1600-h/DSC02321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271866950442760306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SSlvD1RDOHI/AAAAAAAAADo/oUoCCCtTUW8/s320/DSC02321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;evil me caught it to sacrifice for my insect specimen in this morning. maybe is because i accidentally dropped the case when i was trying to catch bees or it was flapping its wing hardly to escape from the small case, one of its wings broke into half. i noticed it keep hugging its broken wings like mourning for it. i can felt that it was sobbing. made me feel so sorrow, i knew that it was my fault. sorry, dragonfly. i wanted to let it fly away because it also didn't have any uses for me as it was incomplete. at least the broken wing saved its life. i opened the case but it still hugged it and stoned at there. then, i picked it up and put on the table. after minutes, it just carrying the broken wing and flew away. it inspired me that even insects also have feeling. maybe it like me, don't want to put down the broken pieces, don't want to lose anything and holding something which are only hurt myself endless. let the broken go by wind, let the scar healed by time. siew ting, you know it will disappear one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know it won't recover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never and ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-5230206978214000529?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/5230206978214000529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=5230206978214000529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5230206978214000529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/5230206978214000529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-wing.html' title='broken wing'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SSlvD1RDOHI/AAAAAAAAADo/oUoCCCtTUW8/s72-c/DSC02321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-8274692915449327050</id><published>2008-11-22T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:47:25.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self murderer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday there was a malay girl, who's only 18 tried to commit suicide. she wanted to jump down from yen tin midtown hotel but both of her hands holded the pole beside her so tightly and stood at the edge of the top for about 2 hours still didn't jump down. so many people were gathered around the hotel to watch the movie and many beds put on the road to wait her falling down. me, the passbyer watched her a while, i guessed she won't jump because if she have made her mind sure would did it straightly. why she wanted to wait all the eyes watching she acted at there for so long? at last, she was fainted and failed her mission. Today newspaper said that she was tempted to have that idiot's thinking is because her boyfriend scolded her. wow. this i totally have my wrong thought. at first, i thought maybe she dumped by her boyfriend after making sex with her or be raped and feel that so shame to live in the world. -_-" she was ridiculously childish and brainless! Just because a damn-lame-reason then thought of kill herself. If can, so much i want to slap, smack or beat her and ask her to donate her life to my lovely grandpa. i missed him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271477832314340066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SSgNKLRxQuI/AAAAAAAAADg/mxG-guiaypM/s320/1-1323109-3394-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, don't care what the reasons people want to end their life themselves. split up with love, bankrup, feel meaningless to live and whatever suck excuses. is that worth enough to do this? get your ass off the stupidity. think of those love you and heart you. Those who're having tough life but still be strong to face all the difficulties. Some even don't have the choice to live. They tried so hard to continue their precious lives. try many kinds of treaments, laying on bed gasping hardly for every breath, even don't dare to close their eyes because they scare once they fall into sleep they will never wake up again. you know or not? please. do appreciate your life. you don't have the right to kill yourself. don't be self murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just like i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-8274692915449327050?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/8274692915449327050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=8274692915449327050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8274692915449327050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/8274692915449327050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-murderer_22.html' title='self murderer'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SSgNKLRxQuI/AAAAAAAAADg/mxG-guiaypM/s72-c/1-1323109-3394-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4749906666458108341</id><published>2008-11-16T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:33:44.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart attacked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"your dad lost! since about 5.30 jogged till now also didn't appear. " a sudden call by my mum at 7.30. OMG.. usually he just jog for an hour how come the sky turned dark still not yet back.. tell me..what should i do now? my mind totally blank, i felt my face became so pale like just saw a ghost, my heart was pounding with fear until i can listenned the voice of beating. I just can stay at home waiting my mum give me a ring again or return home to tell me. keep imagining was he kidnapped by people? fainted on the hill, noone found him? what else? should i even call the police? don't fright me please. I don't dare to think worse situation. I really very scared and worried about him. tears are rolling in my eyes. prayed to God.. "God.. please! please always be my dad's side.. send him back safe and sound. I promise you i will study tomorrow, amen." why after half an hour, my mum still didn't call me back? suddenly i become a terrible coward, i don't dare to call her. I scared i will get bad news from her. NO!!!! I prefer waiting and waiting. time tick tock tick tock, my heart dung dung dung, finally my mum arrived home. she told me my dad is okay now. the stone in my heart just can put down. I started to regain my composure. she told me my dad just now fetched by his friend to kuala berang. she scolded him for didn't bring phone, didn't inform her that he was going to friend's shop and make us so worry. yea.. stupid dad.. you thought today is april fool? i punish you treat me eat tasty food at kl. because of you, i have to study tomorrow. no more next time okay? my heart is unbearable for attack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God bless my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm willing to study hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4749906666458108341?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4749906666458108341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4749906666458108341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4749906666458108341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4749906666458108341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-attacked.html' title='heart attacked'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-7325801070572281144</id><published>2008-11-14T01:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:36:39.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my +0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;13.11.2008 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;karen's birthday one day after me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the youngest yet the toughest girl among us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're always be proud of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although you're the quiet type, I like to talk and share my ups and downs with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although we spend less time together since you studied at kl, our frienship still remain strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although you seldom speak sweet words to us, I know we're in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SR0-T2zlzMI/AAAAAAAAADI/hGK9w_UEE5M/s1600-h/DSC02288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268435649943686338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SR0-T2zlzMI/AAAAAAAAADI/hGK9w_UEE5M/s320/DSC02288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl, it's my pleasure too to have you as my best friend and celebrate your 17th birthday together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SR0-FJALjOI/AAAAAAAAADA/w19H8peeLO0/s1600-h/DSC02289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268435397130292450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SR0-FJALjOI/AAAAAAAAADA/w19H8peeLO0/s320/DSC02289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your cute smile will always fresh and vivid in my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we said, no matter how far apart we are, our hearts are bonding closely and tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you, ren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxswGL397I/AAAAAAAAAC4/e98up9ij1Ls/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you love me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;x.o.x.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;siew ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-7325801070572281144?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/7325801070572281144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=7325801070572281144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7325801070572281144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/7325801070572281144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-0.html' title='my +0'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SR0-T2zlzMI/AAAAAAAAADI/hGK9w_UEE5M/s72-c/DSC02288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055683999051339566.post-4116315072117183786</id><published>2008-11-13T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:37:45.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;besties . family . friends . wishes . surprises . presents . celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;made my 18th b&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;irthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxXDbnVhVI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZKR-19sxLgo/s1600-h/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268181380580607314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxXDbnVhVI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZKR-19sxLgo/s320/DSC02263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A piece of cake with a candle is enough to light up my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 wishes : 1st. those I love happy and healthy always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd. strike excellence in studies and works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd. secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxWjCLaseI/AAAAAAAAACQ/O1f3XaRTbPc/s1600-h/DSC02262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180823996805602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxWjCLaseI/AAAAAAAAACQ/O1f3XaRTbPc/s320/DSC02262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;card that full of loves and wishes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268185511204862706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxaz3Y5uvI/AAAAAAAAACw/c3QtLCA3ZMA/s320/DSC02270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me . loves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;planned so hard for long to give me an unforgettable memory . paid so much effort on collecting papers from friends and making the big pretty card . came to my faraway house on the heavy rainy day although all of you were tired, sleepy and hungry just to give me surprise on 12a.m., bring the card, cake and dinner/supper for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I have kept in the bottom of my heart and appreciate so much. I was very touched and felt so unexpected but my stupid reaction didn't show. I seriously can't find any words to speak out my appreciation and loves for you. I know you understand me and love me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll always LOVE you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks a billion for those wished and celebrated my 18th birthday with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was on top of the world that day because of all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the most wonderful birthday that I never ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12.11.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a memorable and special day for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;x.o.x.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;siew ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055683999051339566-4116315072117183786?l=si3wt1ng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/feeds/4116315072117183786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055683999051339566&amp;postID=4116315072117183786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4116315072117183786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055683999051339566/posts/default/4116315072117183786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://si3wt1ng.blogspot.com/2008/11/18th-me.html' title='18th me'/><author><name>Siew Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04772385458255765984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoDFlyjlHQU/TgKxL01ZJvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qx5QNWsIKPA/s220/tian%2Bhui.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EYMuWr_6KAM/SRxXDbnVhVI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZKR-19sxLgo/s72-c/DSC02263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
