<?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-6720044618797269462</id><updated>2011-07-31T11:26:59.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>265</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-133243784990989837</id><published>2010-10-17T02:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T02:40:39.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lonely. Loveless.&lt;br /&gt;These 2 words are wat i love to describe myself but nvr said it.&lt;br /&gt;Till now.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be awake.&lt;br /&gt;NS should have thought me that.&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno why I'm still awake.&lt;br /&gt;Tears rolling down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;It's like as if tonight i'm in a time machine, looking back at my past.&lt;br /&gt;I like to do self-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my past to correct my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm looking at the wrong stuffs at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;I've been too desperate lately.&lt;br /&gt;Every1's are living on with their lives while im stuck in the past for today.&lt;br /&gt;It rarely happens.. But tonight's really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really depressed dude.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wrong kinda songs: romance.&lt;br /&gt;Chatting bout the wrong stuffs: past, romance.&lt;br /&gt;Reading bout the wrong stuffs: past romance.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much longer I can continue living like this.&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno wat to say. I'm juz damn sad right now to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;Wat im shocked is to have ppl writing on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;This blog has been dead for like almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;I dun even noe if they're bots trying to promote virus/porns.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;What did I ever do?&lt;br /&gt;And have any1 ever noticed this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiSoFywY-WA/TLnxK7QqhBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TJRl4MJF_YY/s1600/King_of_hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiSoFywY-WA/TLnxK7QqhBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TJRl4MJF_YY/s320/King_of_hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528715187582567442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to kill myself in order to get loved?&lt;br /&gt;Or do i find love afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;Today's juz damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll be able to pick myself up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-133243784990989837?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/133243784990989837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=133243784990989837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/133243784990989837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/133243784990989837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2010/10/lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiSoFywY-WA/TLnxK7QqhBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TJRl4MJF_YY/s72-c/King_of_hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5412778938648798793</id><published>2010-08-28T03:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T04:05:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nights have nvr felt so long.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a feeling that I nvr felt before.&lt;br /&gt;Even as I write this, my breathe seems so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to find a way to let things out.&lt;br /&gt;I've been bottling things up way too much.&lt;br /&gt;How unfortunate, that this 1 night, I couldn't even find some1 to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I still am philophobic.&lt;br /&gt;Gah. It's so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I feel so devastated.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same feeling as it was 1~2 years back.&lt;br /&gt;History really love to repeat itself huh?&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I finally thought this might be it.&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to put so much hope on it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;But man. Serious shit. For it to hurt the same way it did.&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Argghhh. Seriously. I'm really disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect it to be this serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I really need company.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can take my mind of it.&lt;br /&gt;But no1's talking.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I noe it's not their fault.&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.50 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Who would be awake at this time?&lt;br /&gt;And what the heck am I doing awake at this time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I have 2 blogs.&lt;br /&gt;I'd feel embarrassed typing this in the other.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan alot to noe bout this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_d5fz-r1JU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_d5fz-r1JU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive you~ And everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;Wat 2 words can mean.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to say the other 3.&lt;br /&gt;When can I actually say it again?&lt;br /&gt;It's depressing man. It really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5412778938648798793?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5412778938648798793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5412778938648798793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5412778938648798793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5412778938648798793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2010/08/nights-have-nvr-felt-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-385962909993267469</id><published>2008-11-27T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:27:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meh.&lt;br /&gt;It's been days since I wanted to post.&lt;br /&gt;But juz didn't had the time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I think it was last monday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to WhiteSands KFC.&lt;br /&gt;So I was like.. "YEA! WS KFC!"&lt;br /&gt;Sadly..&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. Damn..&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, she wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see her face.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe get her number as well.&lt;br /&gt;*XDD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She wasn't there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nooooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Whyyy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Damn. Meh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Overnight twice at my Rashid's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And on the 2nd night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Zul was talking bout where to bring his GF this christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And all the talks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Made me think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Am I too young for this kinda thing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Damn it sounds damn costly. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-385962909993267469?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/385962909993267469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=385962909993267469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/385962909993267469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/385962909993267469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/11/meh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5605140848679192722</id><published>2008-11-14T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:35:52.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've been receiving complaints that the fonts are too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I used to write it in "small" fonts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now I had to make it "normal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyways. I've been thinking for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How long has it been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've been waiting and waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet the day I await nvr comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The day.. When I'll find my (1st) girl that will stay with me till..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well basically until we get married and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I've been thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Am I juz a guy who's thinking about all this unrealistic stuffs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cause I had a talk with an old fren of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This chat happened quite a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;True love cease to exist in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I kinda find it kinda true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Most relationship these days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They start with a one-sided love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then slowly, moving on to the relationship we see now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Putting that aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm.. Kinda confused. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Over something so simple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet made so complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bout this Carolyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hafta admit that.. I have a crush on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And yet, I've been told.. That she doesn't have a good behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's like so unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Can't the answer just appear before me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Who's the 1 for me? &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*Man I sound desperate*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Or izzit juz that my head gone nuts on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wonder when life would start being nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5605140848679192722?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5605140848679192722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5605140848679192722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5605140848679192722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5605140848679192722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-receiving-complaints-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3053795853432600878</id><published>2008-11-12T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:17:32.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wonder how long has it been since I last used this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Muahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not alot will be informed bout this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm only letting those whom I trust and who will listen to what I got to say to read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well. This also partly means... I gotta get a new chatbox ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making things simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's been more than a month since I had a spoilt charger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tnx to my parents, this baby is finally working again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Baby as in.. My laptop. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things happened during this holiday from my laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I spend almost every single pocket money on games. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*It was a must since I cant use my lappy* &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The topic that I wanna write here is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;An everyday thing but it doesn't happen to just any1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If u get wat I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(To make it simple... It luurrvveee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There will always be a time when u will somehow get a crush on some1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Slowly get to see her more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And before u noe it, u wanna get to noe her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As u can guess, I have a *cough*lit*cought*tle*cough* crush on this girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It all started like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 3 november, Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have my lessons till like.. Around 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And hell... The last lesson made me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was so furious that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was juz.. mad at every single ppl during at lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They wouldn't even come to assist me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The teacher was not even teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So... Wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a friend of mine called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To actually play dota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I couldn't disagree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Since I already had a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I would like to vent out my anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Surprisingly, things went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Played 2 games and we're off since we're satisfied with our "work".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And we decided to treat ourselves by eating KFC. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woots. I hadn't ate the whole day and I'm gonna have dinner at KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ok.. This is where it all begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was months ever since I went to KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At Whitesands to make it precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And woahh... There's quite a number of pretty girls working there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We wanted to buy a zinger student meal each, when the person said there's no more zinger for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*shocked*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*checks the time &amp;amp;...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woah.. It was almost closing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I decided to go with the 3 piece chicken meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh oh... And that's when I saw this particular girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Damn my eyes was stuck on her. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saw her nametag but not so clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I managed to see the word "ca" and "lyn".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And actually I noticed she keep looking my way quite a few times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So thats when it all started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So on the way home, I was trying to figure out her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Caitlyn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thats all I could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how unlucky for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I started to noe I got a crush on her when I couldn't sleep that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And it made me wanna go there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So the 2nd time I went there was the following wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When I noticed her doing the same thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This time, I noticed her name with o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Didn't notice properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I thought it was "Caotlyn".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ok... What a weird name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And all end up with the 3rd time going to KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Which was on this monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally get to noe her name was Carolyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Doh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was all pumped up when I think bout her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I really thought I started to like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then when it falls apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On that 3rd time, I felt I was ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I kinda feel... Well. A little down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It didn't really bother me that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But.. Afterwards, during my game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We were losing quite badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thats when it came into my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I felt so rejected that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Its as if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The old feeling was back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Like I was so scared of rejection when I haven't done a thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now my mind is in a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I still wonder what I should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She's a complete stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I'm trying to get to noe her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet my hopes were crushed when I felt rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is... For my relationship to be different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To last all the way until where I want it to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Which is after marriage &amp;amp; a good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I feel rejected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I noe... For things to be different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have to make a step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But damn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To ask a complete stranger for her number + my shyness/anti-social skills = Dun bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I gotta change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want my wish to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But until then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I need to regain my courage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And really start my 1 big step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3053795853432600878?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3053795853432600878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3053795853432600878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3053795853432600878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3053795853432600878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wonder-how-long-has-it-been-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4759794444589007707</id><published>2008-06-25T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:26:13.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An update during exams.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Attention~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted my friendster.&lt;br /&gt;To whoever added me as friend,&lt;br /&gt;Delete me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Off to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4759794444589007707?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4759794444589007707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4759794444589007707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4759794444589007707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4759794444589007707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/06/update-during-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4954101333859070322</id><published>2008-06-15T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T05:10:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;How long has it been since I blogged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's long for me to be idle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't wish to continue blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I got nothing much to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hah. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my final blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I'll be too busy to touch this anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Busy. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been some time since school started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things are going pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things are the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goes to class....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Sleeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hell it will be 1 week + more before tests starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I haven't study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lulz .__.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh. Come to think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I prefer long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gahh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Pulls hair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;GET LONGGERRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be the same too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;A little difference here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I guess that won't stop me from moving further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to achieve the thing that keeps me smiling without myself realising it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The journey doesn't end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;There will juz be times when there we'll be walking down memory lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But still wat matters is the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to get some rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And do my project soon. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nitez~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4954101333859070322?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4954101333859070322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4954101333859070322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4954101333859070322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4954101333859070322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/06/bah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3112523544039996374</id><published>2008-05-13T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T02:24:37.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess I've decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There wont be any more post after today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Main reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I dun have anything interesting to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun see any benefits of me pouring my feelings here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Least I'm the 1 who'll be feeling it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rather than posting a depressing post and others feel sad as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imma kill it. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Dead blog*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3112523544039996374?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3112523544039996374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3112523544039996374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3112523544039996374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3112523544039996374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-guess-ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5286071185716467760</id><published>2008-05-11T05:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:01:44.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dota is evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No more dota from today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bah. ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*waits for the disc to be returned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What to dooo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So confused. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5286071185716467760?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5286071185716467760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5286071185716467760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5286071185716467760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5286071185716467760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6744320177491181043</id><published>2008-05-10T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:44:42.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It comes running down on onli the right side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was realli weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Onli the right side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Isn't it better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6744320177491181043?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6744320177491181043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6744320177491181043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6744320177491181043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6744320177491181043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-comes-running-down-on-onli-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7484734700702077056</id><published>2008-05-09T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T03:38:36.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz reach home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zomg. And my class starts at 9 tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I should rush to sleep ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways... I dun see why u dun wanna ans...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But seriously, it's better for me to noe wats ur ans. =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7484734700702077056?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7484734700702077056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7484734700702077056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7484734700702077056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7484734700702077056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4417664486237361813</id><published>2008-05-07T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:47:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im waitingggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4417664486237361813?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4417664486237361813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4417664486237361813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4417664486237361813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4417664486237361813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-waitingggg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-533800624423014882</id><published>2008-05-07T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T02:10:20.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hanged X_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kinda weird to have no reception in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IN MY ROOM LEI. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-533800624423014882?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/533800624423014882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=533800624423014882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/533800624423014882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/533800624423014882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/hanged-xx-kinda-weird-to-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3667080887287796301</id><published>2008-05-06T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:06:16.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No more tuesday mornings to the library anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And yessss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Akantor dead with 8 mins left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm getting betterr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I fell asleep in front of the comp ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Realised at 1+. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3667080887287796301?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3667080887287796301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3667080887287796301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3667080887287796301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3667080887287796301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-reading-no-more-tuesday-mornings.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-110282742652059361</id><published>2008-05-05T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:17:30.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should I sleep tonight? ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That Akantor is tempting me not kill him tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol. 36 seconds left and he's dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Was it just pure luck? Or should I try again to prove myself wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-110282742652059361?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/110282742652059361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=110282742652059361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/110282742652059361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/110282742652059361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/faints-should-i-sleep-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-942475142383669109</id><published>2008-05-05T06:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:14:18.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been almost 3 days in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder when I can get my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or enough rest at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To whomever u noe u are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's got nothing to do with ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dun bother asking me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not answering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya like to see me living in the worse eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is that wat ya wan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-942475142383669109?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/942475142383669109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=942475142383669109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/942475142383669109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/942475142383669109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-almost-3-days-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-722765406953976601</id><published>2008-05-04T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:58:36.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Woots. 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should I continue watching movie or do something else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Need to start drinking coffee or that 2 hours will drag. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dragonfly man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lawl. Lame movie. =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-722765406953976601?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/722765406953976601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=722765406953976601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/722765406953976601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/722765406953976601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3035480097041997488</id><published>2008-05-03T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:28:18.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm living a miserable life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm of no meaning to any1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm of no importance to any1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tell me wat do you do when it all falls apart" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3035480097041997488?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3035480097041997488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3035480097041997488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3035480097041997488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3035480097041997488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2556160391567856396</id><published>2008-05-02T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:19:54.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Learns Moonlight Sonata for the 1st 10 seconds.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-2556160391567856396?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2556160391567856396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2556160391567856396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2556160391567856396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2556160391567856396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/learns-moonlight-sonata-for-1st-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-1426373990955664427</id><published>2008-05-01T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:24:53.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It started all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why does this hafta happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*punches myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-1426373990955664427?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/1426373990955664427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=1426373990955664427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1426373990955664427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1426373990955664427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-started-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4690213215683626476</id><published>2008-04-30T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:59:20.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Almost 5 months I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Gratz Khim &amp;amp; Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Time is going on and on, it goes forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;*I stand here all alone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just keep smiling... :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dun start it again... No.. Dun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4690213215683626476?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4690213215683626476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4690213215683626476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4690213215683626476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4690213215683626476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/almost-5-months-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4671417502617916425</id><published>2008-04-26T13:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T16:25:08.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I think I was too excited to get the psp back that I even dreamt bout it.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;*waits for my mom's return... WITH the PSP*&lt;br /&gt;Grawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. And.&lt;br /&gt;Today's horoscope seems nice.&lt;br /&gt;Is it suppose to be good or otherwise? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I think I look more like a girl with this haircut.&lt;br /&gt;*Thinks whether I should go for another 1*&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Some say my hair look the same...&lt;br /&gt;Some say my hair look weird.&lt;br /&gt;Some say this... Some say that...&lt;br /&gt;Which is which? ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4671417502617916425?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4671417502617916425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4671417502617916425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4671417502617916425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4671417502617916425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8922916079967405104</id><published>2008-04-25T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:13:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Duunnnn have to tell me thattt!! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I noe. I gain weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always do every holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even my aunt said so. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Heh. Getting my haircut later.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*there goes my hair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then gonna restock my supply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'm getting the psp back tml!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wuahahahahahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hogs psp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8922916079967405104?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8922916079967405104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8922916079967405104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8922916079967405104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8922916079967405104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/duunnnn-have-to-tell-me-thattt-tt-i-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-1870409832807451067</id><published>2008-04-25T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:23:37.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wooooo~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sponsored for bike license!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Waits for another 6 month*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-1870409832807451067?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/1870409832807451067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=1870409832807451067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1870409832807451067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1870409832807451067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/wooooo-sponsored-for-bike-license-waits.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8869421027175232774</id><published>2008-04-24T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:14:23.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="194" width="291"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lte2PVi6gY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lte2PVi6gY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Grawr. *cries to vid*&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You does hurts at times.&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/6720044618797269462-8869421027175232774?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8869421027175232774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8869421027175232774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8869421027175232774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8869421027175232774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/grawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7221527075732563472</id><published>2008-04-24T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:47:29.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Doh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of all the songs played at the library juz now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Deng... Depression*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wan the psp backkk!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This song is cute laaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*imagines the music box*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol. I'll get 1 of there is 1... Grawrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7221527075732563472?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7221527075732563472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7221527075732563472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7221527075732563472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7221527075732563472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/doh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2187634208775447679</id><published>2008-04-24T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:31:59.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Family are the last u should go to share secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder how far was I exposed ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where's the fun of it when u noe wat's gonna happen? GAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-2187634208775447679?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2187634208775447679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2187634208775447679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2187634208775447679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2187634208775447679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/family-are-last-u-should-go-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-167657662423850965</id><published>2008-04-23T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:40:36.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Omg. I'm outta stocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't thought it will be half by the 2nd day ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess I miscalculated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wuahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I guess 1 more packet and it's countdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder wat ppl will think I'm talking bout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-167657662423850965?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/167657662423850965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=167657662423850965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/167657662423850965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/167657662423850965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4820542809962054762</id><published>2008-04-23T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:41:44.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ended at 1:34 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;40 more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll continue another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it seems like.. It won't be enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn I need more. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there's some1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This fear is all over me again...&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/6720044618797269462-4820542809962054762?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4820542809962054762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4820542809962054762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4820542809962054762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4820542809962054762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-1_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6358397618052718287</id><published>2008-04-22T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:33:12.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Better be early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I could take my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wuahahahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6358397618052718287?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6358397618052718287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6358397618052718287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6358397618052718287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6358397618052718287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8653238871131025910</id><published>2008-04-21T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:47:12.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess 2008 is juz a downfall to most of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But no use dwelling on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Though sometimes we still do. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways. Vik. U're not going through wat me or MH is going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sure MH is having harder time than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And u shouldn't have any problems. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But its still heart-breaking.. True..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But looking at it, urs is easy to tackle/recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways. I was listening to "When it all falls apart - The Veronicas" juz now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sry if I wasn't clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm guessing night classes will get more interesting now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wuahahxx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With lots of empty classes around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And naughty "ghost" roaming around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Wuahahahhahax*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8653238871131025910?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8653238871131025910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8653238871131025910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8653238871131025910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8653238871131025910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-guess-2008-is-juz-downfall-to-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4036607716279514424</id><published>2008-04-21T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:38:52.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanna go surfing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*But I have to learn it 1st*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And there wont be any surfing in S'pore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right? =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4036607716279514424?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4036607716279514424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4036607716279514424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4036607716279514424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4036607716279514424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wanna-go-surfing-but-i-have-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8146388837323952794</id><published>2008-04-21T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T01:43:51.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He was there, stading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Staring outside the windows as the night scenery zooms pass the travelling train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lyrics going through his head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As the music blast at his left ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little did he expect that the next song that played will bring him back memories of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the next thing he knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He was standing alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looking at the family opposite of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But slowly, they're fading away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He saw her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She faded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Left with nothing except memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The guy wished for a timemachine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8146388837323952794?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8146388837323952794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8146388837323952794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8146388837323952794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8146388837323952794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-was-there-stading.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4979863915628505550</id><published>2008-04-20T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:54:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U noe how torturing life is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its so... uhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its juz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz soooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Torturing u noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Without Coffee!! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Been days since I last tasted a drop of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol. Random Wauhahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4979863915628505550?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4979863915628505550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4979863915628505550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4979863915628505550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4979863915628505550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/u-noe-how-torturing-life-is-gahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-606902139811572439</id><published>2008-04-20T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:30:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looking at another point of view realli changes most of the thing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I was walking at the corridor going to my fren's house..&lt;br /&gt;When I remembered something from my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling somehow it made me weird, the person I am today.&lt;br /&gt;Partly made me weird. =s&lt;br /&gt;Cause as a child...&lt;br /&gt;I always think... Differently?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;It juz that I force myself to.&lt;br /&gt;Juz to become different.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna have the same opinion so there won't be fight or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;For all I know...&lt;br /&gt;Fairness isn't something I can fight for.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. *random*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And.. Oh yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To all monster hunter fans, moster hunter orange 1st manga book is out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-606902139811572439?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/606902139811572439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=606902139811572439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/606902139811572439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/606902139811572439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/looking-at-another-point-of-view-realli.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4421268338034279851</id><published>2008-04-18T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:31:53.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Awww. Come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not gonna let a few words drag me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not anymore at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Concentrates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AHHHH! GAHHHH! BAHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's tough u noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But craziness does help. Wuahahahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn. Dun curse me with words that are true yet sad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nooooooo~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Starts concentrating again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol. Random =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess I made up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Starting all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If possible. But... Who said it is impossible, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz.. Concentrateeeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Omhhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways. I saw this selenger juz now at elp at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wuahaha. I wonder if she noes who she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dun run away covering ur face with ur purse. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I sawwww ittt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4421268338034279851?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4421268338034279851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4421268338034279851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4421268338034279851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4421268338034279851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5873709801945286243</id><published>2008-04-16T17:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:14:35.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was reading this bulletin in friendster.&lt;br /&gt;And... some of them are soo true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys may be flirting around all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but before they go to sleep, they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;always think about the girl they truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;are about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys will do anything just to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you to notice him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys hate it when you talk about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Boyfriends need to be reassured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;often that they're still loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Don't talk about your guy friends to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys are more emotional than they'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like people to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Giving a guy a hanging message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like "You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;him jump to a conclusion that is far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from what you are thinking. And he'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;assume he did something wrong and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he'll obsess about it trying to figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys are good flatterers when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;courting but they usually stammer when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--A usual act that proves that the guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;likes you is when he teases you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys love you more than you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;them if they are serious in your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys think WAY too much. One small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thing a girl does, even if she doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;notice it can make the guy think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it for hours, trying to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys seek for advice from girls not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;other guys. Because most guys think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alike, so if one guy's confused, then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're all confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--When a guy asks you to leave him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alone, he's just actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--If a guy starts to talk seriously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;listen to him. It doesn't happen that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;often, so when it does, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;something's up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--If your best guy friend seems to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;avoid you or is never around when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're with your boyfriend, he's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;probably jealous and likes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--When a guy tells you that you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;beautiful, don't say you aren't. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;makes them want to stop telling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because they don't want you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disagree with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--When a guy looks at you for longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;than a second, he's definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thinking something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys don't like girls who punch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;harder than they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--A guy has more problems than you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see with your naked eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Don't be a snob. Guys can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;intimidated and give up easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys talk about girls more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;girls talk about guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys hate rejection, but they hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;being led on even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--If you are going to reject a guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just do it. Don't say they are like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;brother or just good friends, it just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hurts even more. Tell them that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aren't interested in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and they will respect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Guys really think that girls are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;strange and have unpredictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;decisions and are MAD confusing but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;health just to be with you, he really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;likes you and wants to be with you as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5873709801945286243?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5873709801945286243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5873709801945286243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5873709801945286243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5873709801945286243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-reading-this-bulletin-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4434362787166510180</id><published>2008-04-15T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:57:17.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thing's will get better if this keeps up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4434362787166510180?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4434362787166510180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4434362787166510180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4434362787166510180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4434362787166510180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-will-get-better-if-this-keeps-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7115666679379349170</id><published>2008-04-12T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T18:45:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Click Five concert on 1st June 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kinda reminded me of something....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7115666679379349170?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7115666679379349170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7115666679379349170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7115666679379349170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7115666679379349170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/click-five-concert-on-1st-june-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-1220529022019976019</id><published>2008-04-10T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T04:20:08.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moments of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's really some moments which u really love to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some... Otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And there's some... Which you'll love to remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But.. You'll won't be to happy remembering it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What do I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe I'll just give a rough example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When u actually had a small crush on some1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then slowly, u got to know the person better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From there... Ur feelings for her developed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the next thing u knew, u were actually spending lots of time with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Very memorable times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So by that time, u knew well... That ur feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aren't just like or crush anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And u... U, yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Made your own world come crumbling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You made a mistake u regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not only regret, it's as though u killed yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The times u spent with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No longer there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Those are the times... U love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But when u think back of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You'll feel sad because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's no longer there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Any yea.. Easily guessed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm facing it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I actually had a talk with 2 of my sec school frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They actually make me realise something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The feelings will always stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if it looks like we moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The love for that person... Will never go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But there's nothing we can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And there's actually something I've gotta do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before all hope is lost. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I pray... That I'll get the strength to ask..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before it's all too late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm heavily broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't know what to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And there's nothing I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardest moment of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Is the moment of letting go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Of all the thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;U ever &amp;amp; still love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-1220529022019976019?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/1220529022019976019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=1220529022019976019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1220529022019976019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1220529022019976019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/moments-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4574625728077916186</id><published>2008-04-09T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:44:50.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I guess&lt;br /&gt;That I can live without you but&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'll be miserable at best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4574625728077916186?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4574625728077916186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4574625728077916186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4574625728077916186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4574625728077916186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/but-i-guess-that-i-can-live-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6443598294022344350</id><published>2008-04-08T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:57:58.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever had a time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When u were trying to enjoy your day, the day gone passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it was ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BUT then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;While you're walking home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U saw some1 u didn't wish to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or some1 else who looked almost like that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sure every1 have their own story to why they didn't wanna remember a certain person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And... Ever wondered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why we didn't wish to remember this certain someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Surely something happened. But have we ever thought twice what started it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Again.. We all have our own story for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So in this story of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was the cauuse of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I couldn't have any1 else to blame except myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It all goes way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn I'm like telling a grandfather story. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not that I wanna forget this person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's juz that I'm forced to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But yea... We're still in contact and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun see who am I anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime we talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel like im searching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Searching for something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun realli noe wat I'm searching for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mayb it's because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm searching for times we used to talk before...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe not onli the times we talked before, its all the times we were spending on before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But why?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tell me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why I still wan those times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though looking the situation now... Its &lt;strong&gt;impossible&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To juz stay as frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Isn't it wat she wanted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's juz so hard not to have this feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But if that's wat she wants.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm still trying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trying to move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I'm just like a puppet now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The seats are empty... Juz like this feeling inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The stage has nothing... Except a puppet that's collecting dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's desperately trying to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But all in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All it wants is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To have its moments back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where its puppeteer is moving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where every1 is watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It can realli smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But all seems lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's nothing left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because of a mistake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is juz gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no turning back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Since it's unable to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All it can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For the time to pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And hope... A puppeteer will appear and start moving it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With a wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For the same puppeteer it had before....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6443598294022344350?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6443598294022344350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6443598294022344350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6443598294022344350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6443598294022344350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/ever-had-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3770869675574989372</id><published>2008-04-06T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:39:46.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno what's true anymore &amp;amp; wat's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno where to go anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its harder than it was before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The pretends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno how long I can stay this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a living puppet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm standing still while the time is moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Collecting dust waiting some1 to make me move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Some1 juz put a bullet through my head plz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3770869675574989372?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3770869675574989372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3770869675574989372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3770869675574989372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3770869675574989372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7897856574225520715</id><published>2008-04-02T05:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:05:05.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Is that wat u feel when u read this blog?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because all that I wrote in it is when I'm down and pouring my feelings into a post.&lt;br /&gt;So last night,&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to some1 for juz a short moment.&lt;br /&gt;And she made me realise something.&lt;br /&gt;When people read this blog, they are reading wat im writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But they dun realli noe the WHOLE thing that's actually happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna apologise all those who read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause this blog isn't like a blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's juz a place where I pour my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;So wat realli got my attention was wat she said.&lt;br /&gt;Where blogging wont help me forget.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I juz want to say this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm juz veri vulnerable at night.&lt;br /&gt;Memories just suddenly pop out in my head.&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, at night there's hardly any1 I could realli go to.&lt;br /&gt;They may be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;So I used this blog to write down wat I feel at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I'm juz blogging &amp;amp; not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm juz vulnerable at night.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, fyi, I'm trying my best.&lt;br /&gt;Also, if u noticed, all the post that I recently wrote is all early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to say that I got nothing to do by staying awake all night,&lt;br /&gt;But its juz that...&lt;br /&gt;I'm juz active at night.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes some things happen which made me remember.&lt;br /&gt;By coincidence, the lappy will be on.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.. I juz blog it.&lt;br /&gt;All I'm trying to say is that,&lt;br /&gt;I blog... But that doesn't I'm not trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;1 more thing.&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;If u read this blog and feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda dun understand why....&lt;br /&gt;But juz keep in mind..&lt;br /&gt;Juz dun feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;Every1 have to go through this at least once.&lt;br /&gt;Even if history is constantly repeating itself,&lt;br /&gt;We all have to go through it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7897856574225520715?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7897856574225520715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7897856574225520715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7897856574225520715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7897856574225520715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/sadness.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-1695944148301212554</id><published>2008-04-01T05:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T06:45:01.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"There's better fishes out there to catch",&lt;br /&gt;"There's others who's better out there".&lt;br /&gt;Wat do they realli mean?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe yes. It's realli true that there are others who's better...&lt;br /&gt;But... It doesn't apply all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Yea heck... It realli doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have different personality.&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to get across two of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Rare but still possible.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Bout different personality.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that everybody's taste is different as well.&lt;br /&gt;And not just any1 can suit wat we want.&lt;br /&gt;Some may have high standards/expectations of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;It can be otherwise as well.&lt;br /&gt;It actually varies.&lt;br /&gt;It may also change as time passes by.&lt;br /&gt;And frankly speaking, my expectations..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to describe it..&lt;br /&gt;But my frens say that its high.&lt;br /&gt;Damn they complain bout it..&lt;br /&gt;But I dun see wat's so high bout my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. So enough bout my weird high expectations.&lt;br /&gt;*I still dun think its high*&lt;br /&gt;Expectations...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everybody have their own standards.&lt;br /&gt;And quite sure that there's main standards... &amp;amp; sub standards.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u dun get wat I'm talking bout.&lt;br /&gt;Main standards are actually wat u realli wan the other sex to have.&lt;br /&gt;Sub standards are just those that u wish the other sex have,&lt;br /&gt;But u dun mind if they dun have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Wat's making it hard to kinda let it go?&lt;br /&gt;Her personality... Which..&lt;br /&gt;Not onli fufilled the main expectations, its juz...&lt;br /&gt;Too good to be true.. It actually kinda exceed my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;So fine... Ok.&lt;br /&gt;U guys/gals/men/ladies/old hags... *Whoever u are*.... Just easily say..&lt;br /&gt;"Still thinking bout her? It's been months, man.. Its long enough already. There's other people out there who's better"&lt;br /&gt;Easily said huh....&lt;br /&gt;1st things 1st... Easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;Next... months.. Long? U sure?&lt;br /&gt;Better people out there?...&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different personality.&lt;br /&gt;If getting across some1 who's 1 in a million, what's my chances of getting another better 1?&lt;br /&gt;Another 1 in a million... Oh oh.. Or maybe 1 in a (million &amp;amp; 1). -.-&lt;br /&gt;And seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Its realli &lt;strong&gt;RARE&lt;/strong&gt; to come across the perfect gal u've been seeking for.&lt;br /&gt;*And of course.. Guys for the other gender. Unless ur gay/les -.-*&lt;br /&gt;And perfect... In the sense...&lt;br /&gt;Perfect in our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Passerby.. Let's just name u PB for short.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;Yea... Maybe its true... Some others will come along &amp;amp; make everything alright again.&lt;br /&gt;But bout the "there's always someone better" part.&lt;br /&gt;Wats the chances of history not repeating itself?&lt;br /&gt;Wats the chances of having everything alright again AND getting the Ms. Right at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this society...&lt;br /&gt;The type of person I look for..&lt;br /&gt;Is rather... &lt;strong&gt;RARE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only god noes if there's realli better others...&lt;br /&gt;But something's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I still dun believe there'll be better others.&lt;br /&gt;And... The her I noe...&lt;br /&gt;Will stay right here.&lt;br /&gt;Right where my heart is.&lt;br /&gt;And yea.. PB,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for trying to cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;But there's some things which u won't be able to change,&lt;br /&gt;Even if u noe things are constantly changing.&lt;br /&gt;Not everything change. That's for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-1695944148301212554?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/1695944148301212554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=1695944148301212554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1695944148301212554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1695944148301212554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-better-fishes-out-there-to-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5007498028142465560</id><published>2008-03-30T05:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T06:53:19.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its realli kinda weird aint it?&lt;br /&gt;When u thought things were over,&lt;br /&gt;U suddenly got reminded of the person because of some event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So.. I was listening to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It sounded kinda nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Darius Danesh - Colourblind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I was kinda addicted to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I kept on playing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trying to remember the lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So while trying to memorise the lyrics, I was doing some other stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gaming, chatting, checking out videos, hints &amp;amp; guides for this game on my psp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So when its all over, I lay down on my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looking at the dark room with the window open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gazed out into the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listening to the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suddenly she just poped up in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forgetting the present, remembering the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I realli remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The times. Which made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So heck. Wat was I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Went to the kitchen to make some coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And damn the sweeting cream finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Had to open another 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Took out the can opener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And BAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Made a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I actually poked the can opener all the way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So there was some wasted sweetener on the cupboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To think my mind drifted off and I used too much force without realising it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I thought it was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And wth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I actually filled the cup with lots of hot water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Fyi, I onli make iced/cold coffee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I added ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stirred and stirred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The next thing I knew, the ice was all gone and im still stirring. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So yea. Finished my coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But still thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To think I moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was juz proven wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little... But still... I had these tears rolling down my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I still think of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The fact is so clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The time we spent... Would nvr be there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yet I still loathe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I yearn for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Unable to face the truth and giving reason, saying that "Life's Unfair".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can even hear &amp;amp; imagine she saying, "Life is like that. It's never fair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All I ever wanted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is just to make her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My 1st... &amp;amp; a special 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The 1st &amp;amp; onli girl I'll talk to for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The one who'll be my 1st &amp;amp; onli girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The 1st to almost everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And to think.. I was the 1 who made my own downfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forgive &amp;amp; forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can do this to any1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Except myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I juz cant shake off the guilt that im carrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To noe she was at the tip of my finger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And letting her go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, the tear drops at the edge of my eyes grow bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then slowly, it gets too heavy and start running down these dry cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lying down on this bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gazing out of the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listening to this song on repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thinking of those times where I was realli happy and smiling away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Which now, make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm so vulnerable when its 12 in the morn onwards when i'm alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The memories takes advantage by stabbing me right in the heart when i'm so helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forcing myself to sleep early... It didn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Being an owl made it hard to close my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh how I wish... That time would turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That thing wouldn't turn out this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I tried so hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And juz when I thought I was at my best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And still falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disappearing into oblivion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli can't be alone at night time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the onli company i'm getting from is misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost time for my parents to wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that these tears will stop by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno wat I feel now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All emotions seems to be stirred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I still feel guilty &amp;amp; sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5007498028142465560?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5007498028142465560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5007498028142465560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5007498028142465560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5007498028142465560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-realli-kinda-weird-aint-it-when-u.html' title='Despair'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5833094654382947875</id><published>2008-03-26T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:50:46.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Kai found company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And he wanna see it againnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm so gonna hog that kitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Milah... Get a name for it a.s.a.p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wuahahahx. That kitten is mine to hog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.. Jkjk. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5833094654382947875?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5833094654382947875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5833094654382947875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5833094654382947875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5833094654382947875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8610114118306889464</id><published>2008-03-24T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:40:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mind over heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it realli a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well thats who I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or... It's just that my friend said im like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But am I realli that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who noes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;An old fren of mine talked to me last two days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda surprising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;She dun realli start talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.. Somewhere in between our chat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Out of the blue she asked me to take this test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's kinda a personality test on how judge things... or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And wat do u noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I make up 1% of the human population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;So im hard to come across...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.. Lame.. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And come to think of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz come to realise something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's always a problem trying to get over something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause ur heart &amp;amp; ur mind isn't realli connected..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ur mind is always trying to either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember the thing... Or trying to fill itself with some other stuffs so as to keep itself busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or the 2nd 1 is more like wat ur hearts trying to make u do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;From my point of opinion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Trying to keep ur mind busy with something else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't realli a good option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well. At least when u dun wanna show that ur down or stuff, it's a tempo option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yea.. It's tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;So.. To me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The fastest way to forget about stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is to think more about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hell yea. Think more bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause when u 1st get reminded bout it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Slowly.. U'll get immune to it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;So think more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more u think.. The more u'll remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more u remember... The more immune u'll be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the memories wont hurt that much when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its kinda a crazy solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it actually helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though u'll be weeping the night... Hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But remember. This is onli temporary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once u'll get immune to it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It wouldn't realli matter. Hahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But juz keep in mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;When u think its over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Juz get prepared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;A little spark might juz tear u down once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come to think bout it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I do use my head more than I follow my heart... o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8610114118306889464?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8610114118306889464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8610114118306889464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8610114118306889464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8610114118306889464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/mind-over-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8277979157055058586</id><published>2008-03-23T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:31:48.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't realli get a good sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I sure need more later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Reminiscing bout the past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Its realli kinda saddening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And if there's a time machine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll want to go back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To 1st of jan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8277979157055058586?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8277979157055058586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8277979157055058586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8277979157055058586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8277979157055058586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/didnt-realli-get-good-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7437867889767419301</id><published>2008-03-23T05:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T05:45:22.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Time sure passes by fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I could feel like... It was juz yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;When we were having fun, not listening in classes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Those pri &amp;amp; sec school times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I could still remember those best friends I had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;When I was in pri school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But didn't manage to keep contact after since...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Zahir, Mostafa, Isdiyad, Hanis, Ryan, Matin, Razali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Things realli have changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I managed to meet Ryan back at NYP.. But he didn't recognise/remember me &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;4 years since we met... No surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Zahir... I'm not sure wat happen to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The last time I met him... He dropped out of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Still remember the times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Soccer... Then remembered how he called me "monyet".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And for the rest.. I'm sure they're doing fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Then come to sec school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yijun, Syed Sayyidi, Abid.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The onli 3 close frens from pri who went to Coral Sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sayyidi.. I wonder how's it going for him at TP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yj.. YJ!!! WOOO!.. Haax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I still remember the old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And there's no change in u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahax.. No matter how much we tried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;U'll juz nvr get angry... *pok pok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli hope u get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dun let cancer get in ur way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Abid.... Parkour times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And comes to poly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The 1st year passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And alot happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The friends we gain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The bonds we built...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But.. we lose friends as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And some... the bond between us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It doesn't feel like its there anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The things that we gain... &amp;amp; some that are lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel like having a time machine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Travel back through time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Create a future for the past me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where no sad memories exist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where nothing is lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where sadness... Isn't in the dictionary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;We're growing realli fast without even realising it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I still carry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;A heavy regret on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Some things that I did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;That I won't forgive myself for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sry ___...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But time wouldn't turn around for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;We can't go back to the past and correct things... Even if I wanted to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yj.. Looking at ur recent post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I actually shed my tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;No idea why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahax.. Pathetic aint i...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;U kinda realli lost ur hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I felt kinda... bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause... when I 1st came to know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;U actually got cancer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought u were actually joking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And actually... When I found out u weren't joking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno wat to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wat kinda friend am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Not to even noe that u actually weren't even in school for the 2nd sem cause u were having cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli dunno why I cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe its juz because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I juz want time back the way it used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli missed those times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't accept the fact... That all this... Actually happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I realli wish I'm like u... u noe that yj?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ur realli emotionally strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7437867889767419301?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7437867889767419301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7437867889767419301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7437867889767419301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7437867889767419301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-sure-passes-by-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-1137340830207502911</id><published>2008-03-21T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:23:20.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If the time doesn't come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then remember me this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wont ever leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As long as u believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-1137340830207502911?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/1137340830207502911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=1137340830207502911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1137340830207502911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1137340830207502911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-time-doesnt-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5429375358491287490</id><published>2008-03-20T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T02:03:02.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It suddenly come to mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do I deserve another chance for another shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Who noes... Let's juz let see wat happens next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5429375358491287490?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5429375358491287490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5429375358491287490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5429375358491287490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5429375358491287490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-suddenly-come-to-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6617243849848119533</id><published>2008-03-19T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:34:26.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Results are out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda surprised with my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was expecting I'll see a few F's in my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well. At least I got 2 D+ and the rest are C above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The nutella's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Urghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me wan chocs &amp;amp; ice-creams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though I noe I'm not supposed to be eating them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;My cough's worsening by every sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;More often or not... I'll cough till I almost vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Talking bout my health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I juz remembered something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been having this for qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;te a few months already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Almost a year I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's just that my heart would suddenly ache outta the blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's getting worse because of the cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder if it's a sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And no1 actually noes bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe I'm getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nd now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To think of this out of the blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bearbear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To actually get reminded of u when I was browsing through the pics in my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Being in her room all day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I kinda envy u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;At least u are there for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;It's juz a matter whether she comes to u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Looking at the situation now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm pretty helpless if u ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Pathetic creature ain't I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Giving u to her... Isn't realli a regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;My onli regret is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;That ur juz ain't big enough. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;At least she could have hugged u if ur juz bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I wonder how's life's like being a teddybear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To at least have some1 as company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But sadly, u can't do much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;All u can do is sit and watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And onli she, can provide herself comfort with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thinking bout u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I kinda got myself reminded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Giving her the presents for her b'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;A weird way but still..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;At least I was sincere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Remembering those times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I wish I could have a timemachine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6617243849848119533?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6617243849848119533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6617243849848119533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6617243849848119533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6617243849848119533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-335878354201636499</id><published>2008-03-18T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:32:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is it so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psycho-ing myself every single day. ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting my mind off it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But why can't I accept the fact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;When it was nvr hard to accept them before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why can't I believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;She's not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The times we spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It will nvr be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;She's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hafta accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But why izzit so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;My feelings for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's wavering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;At times, i can't feel anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But other times... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss her.. Badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I want time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;To be the way it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I noe it wouldn't be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I still dunno why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't accept the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;*I wanna take all the SHIT that I have done. But I guess u were better off without me* - "Broken man - Boys like Girls"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Who am I to say u love me, who am i to say u need me* - "Who am I to say - Hope"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Onli quotes from songs are those that can realli express my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday's too short...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I still need time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's because she juz mean alot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;To noe that she's gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;To noe that thing's won't be the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I juz make me didn't wanna accept anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So in order to forget things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I stayed away from home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Stayed away from the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I treated my home like a hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Went out... Played psp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz to keep my mind busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So I won't get reminded of the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sadly, I still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted to run away from reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But reality keeps chasing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The harder I try to keep myself from crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The harder I'll cry that night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun wanna noe that things changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun wanna noe that we've changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause all I wan is to be like the way we were last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I tried to keep myself away from u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I dun wan to feel that u've changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The way u talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no warmth in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Not like the way we used to talk before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's realli different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can feel the difference in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I juz realli dun understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But all I can do now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is juz to live in my fantasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;At the same time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wish for the best for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-335878354201636499?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/335878354201636499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=335878354201636499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/335878354201636499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/335878354201636499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3062390913991307954</id><published>2008-03-18T13:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:07:34.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saatnya ku berkata, mungkin yang terakhir kalinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sudahlah lepaskan semua, kuyakin inilah waktunya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mungkin saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kau bukan yang dulu lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mungkin saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rasa itu telah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti, kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba tanyakan kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seperti hari kemarin saat semua disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan bila hatimu termenung, bangun dari mimpi2mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Membuka hatimu yang dulu cerita saat bersamaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mungkin saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kau bukan yang dulu lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mungkin saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rasa itu telah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba tanyakan kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seperti hari kemarin saat semua disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak usah kau tanyakan lagi simpan untukmu sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semua sesal yang kau cari semua rasa yang kau beri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All I can do for u now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is to wish for u to always be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if it means without me there..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3062390913991307954?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3062390913991307954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3062390913991307954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3062390913991307954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3062390913991307954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/saatnya-ku-berkata-mungkin-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3483344138560692910</id><published>2008-03-18T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:23:24.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;of crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;every single night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Why does it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;hurts so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Can I juz die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ending this hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;as well...&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/6720044618797269462-3483344138560692910?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3483344138560692910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3483344138560692910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3483344138560692910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3483344138560692910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-tired-of-crying-every-single-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5113772404222728086</id><published>2008-03-17T12:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:03:05.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat random dream to have at times like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the dreams... The people I've met...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;They all made me realise something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;They've opened up my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's surely a reason to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;To wat happened back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to wat's happening now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results coming up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so dead when I get the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's super no life time on 1st April till 13th April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonder whether I should work 24h. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last minute work to get some money before school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I come to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Whether..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;The dream was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;A relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Juz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Adding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;to the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And I wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Do I still love her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Till it still hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thinking bout the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Those times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;of smiles &amp;amp; laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and to noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;It's no longer there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And nvr will...&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/6720044618797269462-5113772404222728086?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5113772404222728086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5113772404222728086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5113772404222728086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5113772404222728086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/wat-random-dream-to-have-at-times-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5340200361236592181</id><published>2008-03-10T03:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:59:03.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a new psp charger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Reading back the chat logs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I dunno wats true anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I dunno wats real anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I dun understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If things were to be this way...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Can I juz die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Death is my addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun wanna love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i'm going nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun wanna be alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;These tears I shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I can turn back time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;With each breath i take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm actually missing u more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But to see u've changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;To hear stuffs I didn't wanna hear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if u say its ok, ur used to it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wat I've done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Is unforgivable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I wan a timemachine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And who noes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;If u still care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;My heart is torn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;For every1 to see.&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/6720044618797269462-5340200361236592181?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5340200361236592181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5340200361236592181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5340200361236592181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5340200361236592181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-new-psp-charger-reading-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4478009333358417712</id><published>2008-03-08T03:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T03:30:21.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The 3rd night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's tiring. Yet I dunno why I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;P.s. N.R, Top up ur prepaid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still waiting for ur sms. ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Roar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I hate my sorethroat. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I sound so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4478009333358417712?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4478009333358417712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4478009333358417712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4478009333358417712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4478009333358417712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/3rd-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3376326742716144902</id><published>2008-03-05T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T03:32:08.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;A toast to the last dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost in the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But its not the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's other competitions out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it looks like the time is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;To admit defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tired of fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though ended up beaten once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure we both learnt much from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;As I predicted, it did happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, looking at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its kinda confirmed that we both are gonna go our seperate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;No idea whether we're gonna keep in contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it wouldn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;At least maybe it wouldn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the least I could do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is to thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;For everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the beautiful memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sadly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Its the beautiful memories that hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again. I thank u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sayounara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I wouldn't be turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;And I think its the same to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Without regrets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3376326742716144902?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3376326742716144902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3376326742716144902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3376326742716144902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3376326742716144902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/toast-to-final-dance.html' title='The Final Dance'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5231940909738057154</id><published>2008-03-05T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T03:20:51.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Screaming till no voice comes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;He got tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;So let the music of sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sing his screams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5231940909738057154?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5231940909738057154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5231940909738057154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5231940909738057154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5231940909738057154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/screaming-till-no-voice-comes-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3859692796013099589</id><published>2008-03-04T18:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:00:34.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woots. Code Geass is realli a nice anime to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol. Random. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the last part is kinda saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now for season 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I recalled correctly, there's season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bringin memories from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The feeling of losing some1 close to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A feeling I can't describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things are always the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;History repeating itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its gonna be the death of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder when's the next repeated history's gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't think anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My thoughts are all tangled up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I lost it once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I forgot how to feel happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And maybe I won't be feeling it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Putting up a fake smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;All I feel now is emptiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Love is cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Life is cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I dun wan to have any emotions anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;It hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;It realli does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But I'm juz a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To be cupid's prey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shattered Angel&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/6720044618797269462-3859692796013099589?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3859692796013099589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3859692796013099589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3859692796013099589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3859692796013099589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-577334867232050723</id><published>2008-03-04T05:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T07:04:52.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its no use thinking bout it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-577334867232050723?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/577334867232050723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=577334867232050723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/577334867232050723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/577334867232050723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-no-use-thinking-bout-it-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-9097312860147755550</id><published>2008-03-02T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T23:35:43.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Updates blog*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh. I updated my blog Yj. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Walking in this same path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;As I always did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It never fail to make me feel....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So... Lifeless &amp;amp; Empty.&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/6720044618797269462-9097312860147755550?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/9097312860147755550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=9097312860147755550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/9097312860147755550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/9097312860147755550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates-blog-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8781230296150743586</id><published>2008-02-25T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:48:01.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't expect to to be that bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll pretend nothing happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I wonder if I realli can keep it that way....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I lost it all.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8781230296150743586?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8781230296150743586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8781230296150743586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8781230296150743586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8781230296150743586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-didnt-expect-to-to-be-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-543041872361800528</id><published>2008-02-24T02:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:46:25.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im better get some sleep right after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Didn't expect a movie marathon to tire me out. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess wat u said is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I do need a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, not those normal kinda book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I juz need to get an empty book and start writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Like how I used to last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So I'm expecting a dead blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Right after I get my .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wat's the thing I'm gonna get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Heh... Lets juz keep it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And further occasions thats gonna happen... I'll have them to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So yea... Don't expect much from this blog anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-543041872361800528?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/543041872361800528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=543041872361800528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/543041872361800528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/543041872361800528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/2nd-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-500470032645429762</id><published>2008-02-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:31:15.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Some1 tell me why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-500470032645429762?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/500470032645429762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=500470032645429762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/500470032645429762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/500470032645429762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-some1-tell-me-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2004230254765008912</id><published>2008-02-21T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:33:50.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate surprises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dun ask me why... I juz hate 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/6720044618797269462-2004230254765008912?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2004230254765008912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2004230254765008912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2004230254765008912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2004230254765008912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-surprises.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6459950546499838858</id><published>2008-02-19T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:30:54.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been a few times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime I go to the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I almost threw my phone to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And talking to a fren of mine juz now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;She actually made me realise something as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanna talk to u once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Not the way we are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;The way that we talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It seems like... Everything is juz a fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not coming from the bottom of our heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Or so I feel it like that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno bout u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;And. I actually need to tell u something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I don't it to actually affect ur studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;So I actually plan to tell it on the day after our exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope u dun mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanna apologise as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;For wat reasons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lets juz wait till the day we'll talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6459950546499838858?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6459950546499838858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6459950546499838858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6459950546499838858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6459950546499838858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-few-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-299244819319677373</id><published>2008-02-18T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:21:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been 5 days in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I'm wondering wat I should do once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I sleep... I'll dream bout u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I tried to stay awake... I'll remember bout the time we spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;All these happen although I'm trying my best to stay away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-299244819319677373?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/299244819319677373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=299244819319677373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/299244819319677373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/299244819319677373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-5-days-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6461567961253133254</id><published>2008-02-17T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:19:28.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Errr. Maybe I should change it a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Home isn't realli the place I wanna be at right now though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways... Finally home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Exams starting in 2 days time and I haven't even start on a single thing. =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I'm realli on the holiday mood already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;To get away from school and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And come to think of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;This blog won't be active so much from this point onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing interesting to write anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if I wrote something, it must be juz to write where I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess the bottomline is that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't be writing anything that's related to how I'm feeling or other personal stuffs anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's better to keep it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Onli those who need to noe will noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And... Red House is plain boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder why ppl want to drag me along. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/equa0HvqHb8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/equa0HvqHb8&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;This vid have its meaning.... And some quote... Are juz so true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6461567961253133254?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6461567961253133254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6461567961253133254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6461567961253133254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6461567961253133254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2531758805286078347</id><published>2008-02-16T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T14:32:42.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't go for the project yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't realli feel so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tried to get some sleep but still couldn't get my eyes closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although I didn't sleep the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally slept at 10 yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess there's no chance of working anymore. Lol. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I had a weird dream just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It looked like as if I was in a shopping centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then somehow riding on a teacup ride which turned out to be a roller coaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spinning and zooming... If there was really such a ride, maybe I'll puke my heart out. ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Not onli the dream was weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun wan to have that kinda dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-2531758805286078347?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2531758805286078347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2531758805286078347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2531758805286078347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2531758805286078347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/didnt-go-for-project-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6172631037283985110</id><published>2008-02-15T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T03:48:06.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something's definitely wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart seeks for something but my brain doesn't noe wat it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart beats faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adrenaline gets pumped up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder wat i'm searching for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't shake this off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of which.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I forgot to give my thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'll personally give my thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not from this blog. Thats for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;*using this post as a note. lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheesh. Im realli starting to forget lots of things these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder wat i'll forget next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6172631037283985110?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6172631037283985110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6172631037283985110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6172631037283985110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6172631037283985110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/somethings-definitely-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-136283750627472979</id><published>2008-02-12T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:02:18.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;No words can describe wat I'm feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder wat I'm exactly feeling either....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-136283750627472979?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/136283750627472979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=136283750627472979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/136283750627472979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/136283750627472979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-words-can-describe-wat-im-feeling_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-1411021732842923806</id><published>2008-02-10T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:19:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Inconsolable - Backstreet Boys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I close the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Like so many times, so many times before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Filmed like a scene on the cutting room floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanna let you walk away tonight without a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to sleep, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But the clock is stuck on thoughts of you and me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand more regrets unraveling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;OOoh, if you were here right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I swear I'd tell you this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I don't wanna waste another day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keepin it inside, it's killing me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cause all I ever wanted comes right down to you (to you)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that I could find the words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I would tell you, every time you leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climb the walls, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see the edge, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can't take the fall, no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've memorized the number&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why can't I make the call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe cause I know you'll always be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In the possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just wanna l&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;et you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That everything I hold in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is everything I can't let go (oooh, can't let go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't you know it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna waste another day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that I could find the words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I would tell you, every time you leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oooh, I'm inconsolable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoaa yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-1411021732842923806?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/1411021732842923806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=1411021732842923806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1411021732842923806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/1411021732842923806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/kenangan-terindah-samsons-aku-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7300750669810510792</id><published>2008-02-09T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:53:20.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unexpected outing today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Sleeping at 12 when my phone recieved an sms*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kai, later u going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I replied, "Huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go where?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So then Milah called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last minute outing to Wild Wild Wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wasn't realli interested at 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it doesn't realli interest me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually I thought of looking after their stuffs while they have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wasn't in the right mood for it also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But then, just so not to spoil the mood of the other 7 who went there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz joined along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And so. There was onli 2 rides which I kinda enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yea... It was my 1st time there. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The slides...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the 1 that we had to sit in pairs and slide down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn that was scary at 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But kinda fun when u think of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So overall. I still think its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And good thing it actually kept my mind busy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now... Thinking and looking forward to the next outing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7300750669810510792?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7300750669810510792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7300750669810510792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7300750669810510792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7300750669810510792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2996773058585188741</id><published>2008-02-09T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:45:57.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sighs get heavier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nights get longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tears gets restless and likes to wander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Running down the cheeks and jumping off from the chin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The heart gets weaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the mind seems to be on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the veri same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now's not the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The time now is critical..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those thoughts have to stay until the right time to put it into words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So juz wait.... Juz... wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, why did u ask that out of the blue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It juz hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially when it's a misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat u see doesn't mean it's wat it seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asking it from the blue.... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wanna hear it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wan to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The feeling of my heart sinking when I heard it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate it... I dun like it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I despise it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For it will onli haunt me with other memories which I dun wan to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The world's so cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I juz remember the other reason why I fold my arms walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's because the world's cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When is this gonna end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-2996773058585188741?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2996773058585188741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2996773058585188741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2996773058585188741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2996773058585188741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/sighs-get-heavier.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6922400144745247083</id><published>2008-02-08T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:23:13.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;OCH night yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rashid, Hadi, Jamilah, Me, Said, Jamil, Andy &amp;amp; Shahid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well. As usual, its plain boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But since the rest wanted to go that much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juz tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So after exploring the 1st few lvls, we decided to get some rest at the rooftop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, 1st time going to the rooftop... The atmosphere there was so different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow it felt so relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But its kinda small and... Wet floors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But sitting at the top... It felt relaxing, and somehow unsafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U might juz be pushed down... And.. Buh-bye to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways... Somehow I didn't want to go to the operation room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But since the others insisted, juz tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not even 1/4 way in, we turned back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some said they heard footsteps, some say chairs dragging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some said they felt heavy taking the steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So in the end, we didn't go in the operation room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So right after OCH, we went to Milah's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And overnight there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But Rashid and Shahid went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So.. more things happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But nothing important in particular...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But to the rest, I'll be ok soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I hope*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways. Signing off for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laters~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6922400144745247083?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6922400144745247083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6922400144745247083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6922400144745247083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6922400144745247083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/och-night-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-251596440575555596</id><published>2008-02-06T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T05:51:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh god, tell me wat to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's nvr been this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm stunned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stunned on wat u said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't take the shock actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't noe wat to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I still dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Walking past the flats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't wanna cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Towards the dark park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Crossing over the bridge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The calm water flows to the other direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need something to get my mind busy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I went to the water breaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sitting as the cold breeze caresses me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why does this have to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell u the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I still have these feelings for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It had nvr change although I wanted it to fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If u would have juz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Told me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Earlier... Or Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quite recently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been getting signs that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We'll nvr make it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why not juz make it earlier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It would have been harder if I stayed longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But... I dunno why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now u have to tell me this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And... I juz... basically... feeel... so dumb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh... I want to noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What should I do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun mind restarting all over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If u wan us to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I wan't u to make the decision for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To start anew, or... Continue with our own seperate ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And to tell u the truth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted to say this once more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I was scared to say so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll take this chance to say it once more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-251596440575555596?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/251596440575555596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=251596440575555596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/251596440575555596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/251596440575555596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-god-tell-me-wat-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5484339755258821122</id><published>2008-02-05T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:29:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Reason Why - The Click Five&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I waited for your friends to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I could say just what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're moving fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're running from the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm holding on before it fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that maybe it's our first mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Baby that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's crazy how we lost ourselves tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason why they say that we should give it time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But time is not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're young you fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm waiting round to see if this is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I feel like I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll open up my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you might be the type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of girl that makes me dream when I'm awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that maybe it's our first mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And baby that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's crazy how we lost ourselves tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason why they say that we should give it time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But time is not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're young you fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me can this really work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or will we end up getting hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this love or myth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So tell me are you in for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's so much than we can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes two to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's our first mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And baby that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's crazy how we lost ourselves tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's our first mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And baby that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's crazy how we lost ourselves tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason why they say that we should give it time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But time is not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're young you fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why when you're young you fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the reason why when you're young you fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The night that I though I'll clarify stuffs didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;Something is holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?," u may ask.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Juz maybe things are better left unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the way things are...&lt;br /&gt;It seems like... Ur doing just fine without me.&lt;br /&gt;No no... It seems like better...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad that it is.&lt;br /&gt;But it kinda got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it we met?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I dun think thats the problem.&lt;br /&gt;It's more like.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to fall in love with u?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always go head over heels over some1?&lt;br /&gt;Because of that stupid feeling that I have.&lt;br /&gt;Things goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;See where we are right now.&lt;br /&gt;Close friends. But there's somehow.. this tension between us.&lt;br /&gt;I blame...&lt;br /&gt;Onli myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;I dun have any1 else to blame.&lt;br /&gt;It's because of me I got myself into it.&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Remembering back. All the way.&lt;br /&gt;I isolated myself from people.&lt;br /&gt;I hated everyone back then.&lt;br /&gt;Well. It's because I was 2-timed by the same person twice.&lt;br /&gt;And I stupidly fell for it.&lt;br /&gt;So on the day I went for the orentation.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually. Well, quiet duh.&lt;br /&gt;So I laughed with my classmates if they made any jokes.&lt;br /&gt;But there was a single thing I could nvr do back then.&lt;br /&gt;Which is to smile.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been smiling for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I tried forcing myself to forget her.&lt;br /&gt;I forced myself to like other girls.&lt;br /&gt;But it all fades away in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I noe.. It's not my style to fall for a girl on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we can't force love.&lt;br /&gt;Well. I didnt smile,.. not until I met u.&lt;br /&gt;At 1st when I saw u, I didn't realli care.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow... I started to fall for u.&lt;br /&gt;A few days after the archery bbq.&lt;br /&gt;And 1 day. U actually changed.&lt;br /&gt;U said that the "u" I was talking to...&lt;br /&gt;Was a fake.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say u weren't talking to the real me as well.&lt;br /&gt;But that's lies.&lt;br /&gt;There's no real or fake us.&lt;br /&gt;It's onli the dark and light side of us.&lt;br /&gt;So we were talking using our dark side.&lt;br /&gt;That's wat actually made me change.&lt;br /&gt;And my feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;I found some1 who was like me. *Or so I thought back then*&lt;br /&gt;So I thought... Maybe we could help each other get out of our dark past or something.&lt;br /&gt;So I spend as much attention on u as I can.&lt;br /&gt;And around August,&lt;br /&gt;Something that I least expected happened.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect u to understand me most.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. At that time. U were the onli 1 that understand me more than any1 else did.&lt;br /&gt;Not Hadi, Not Rashid, Not Milah *No offence but its a fact ppl*&lt;br /&gt;And yes. Thats the time I actually... started to smile.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we talked, joked... I actually smiled.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;Not juz happy.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually veri happy I could actually keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;So October 31st.&lt;br /&gt;I basically thought... No1 is visiting my blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't realli see a purpose why not to write my feelings down.&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt lonely.&lt;br /&gt;And kinda down...&lt;br /&gt;So I juz got the itch to write it down.&lt;br /&gt;Least did I expect that you'll go online that veri night.&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped when I saw u going online.&lt;br /&gt;My heart was begging for u not to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's juz.. Because... The cold rejections I faced last time... And how they treat me coldly after that..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wan the same things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;But u ended up reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Instead... U acted like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought.. I'll juz play along that u didn't noe... Although I noe that u knew..&lt;br /&gt;So on the 6th November. I couldn't take it that we're acting as though nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;So on that veri night... I remembered clarifying to why we're actually acting.&lt;br /&gt;And.. U were actually the 1st...&lt;br /&gt;To actually still talk to me, befriend with me even though I made my feelings clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes... Cause love is blind..&lt;br /&gt;I did stupid things...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted u so much...&lt;br /&gt;Cause no1 actually had treated me like u did.&lt;br /&gt;I would even go to the extend that I'll even die for u.&lt;br /&gt;But... No... I realised.. That's not the way...&lt;br /&gt;"It's because you're alive that you can be with the person you love and that you can be in love with the person. If you died, that would be the end of everything"&lt;br /&gt;This quote actually reminded me... Why I was still alive for the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously... Feel so guilty...&lt;br /&gt;For letting myself into ur life... Being 1 of your close friends.&lt;br /&gt;And because of love, we ceased talking to each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's this tension between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I have no1 else to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Onli myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Remembering where we were back then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And where we are now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wan those times back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Knowing u have a crush on some1 else now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno wat I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause... I'm doing wat I can to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm afraid... That when I come back to clarify the stuffs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It will seem as if I cant let go and still want u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To know that ur having a crush on some1 else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't deny my feelings... It does hurt... This jealousy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But... I'm holding them back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's no use having 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And yes. Actually I juz noticed, we weren't meant to be right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reading ur posts, chatlogs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I couldn't believe how blind I was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wan to say I'm sry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But... Sry wouldn't be enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun even noe where to hide my face... But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All I want... Is our friendship... And the way we talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To be like the way it used to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Every night you cry yourself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why does every moment have to be so hard?"&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/6720044618797269462-5484339755258821122?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5484339755258821122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5484339755258821122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5484339755258821122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5484339755258821122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-i-waited-for-your-friends-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8758578765907119281</id><published>2008-02-01T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T01:20:18.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Yawns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't sleep from yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm yawning away yet I dun feel sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm starting to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I should not say wat I want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets just see what happens next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we'll decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok. I'm realli addicted to Bnet. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to play with AI just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But no idea why I pressed Bnet and played it instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wuahahha. Lol =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok. Random. Hahahahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok... *takes deep breaths*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I better get some rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahax. I think its either im high.. or im nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a possibility tonning tml night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So better get some rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or 3 nights without sleep. =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nitez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8758578765907119281?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8758578765907119281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8758578765907119281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8758578765907119281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8758578765907119281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/02/yawns-havent-sleep-from-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6741617899689044370</id><published>2008-01-31T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T02:32:54.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;While reading ur November post once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I come to realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was being selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno how much I've changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To tell u the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't been getting proper sleeps these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's alot of things I want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But. It seems like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I continued to be the same as I was, I might appear to u that I can't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I forced myself to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I may appear to u... That I realli had let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I need was time.. And more self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I made up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 of these nights coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna clear everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna tell u the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its no use hiding it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think its the right time... To tell u everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's juz take it... As.. I wanna clarify things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll leave things here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope... After that night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thingsa are gonna get easier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6741617899689044370?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6741617899689044370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6741617899689044370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6741617899689044370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6741617899689044370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/while-reading-ur-post-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2160345183025529860</id><published>2008-01-29T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:26:55.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So a day at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 day onli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok.. You noe I got nothing to do. =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways. No official lessons today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So didn't go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up at around 12 just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slept for 10 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanted to play DotA in the morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So. A day at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boring~ &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn. I need friends for DotA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So many leavers and maphackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But can't do a thing bout it can't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And like they say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's not much fun without frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*More Like I Was The 1 Who Said It. =s*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And heck yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was bored sick at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wan to play DotA with my friends! Roar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holidays are coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wuahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rashid! Prepare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Days of overnight and BNet! ROAR! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off for now. Laters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-2160345183025529860?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2160345183025529860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2160345183025529860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2160345183025529860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2160345183025529860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-day-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8198651480023904368</id><published>2008-01-29T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:27:32.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Only One - Yellowcard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Broken this fragile thing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I give up (I give up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I let go, but there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I let go, but there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are my only my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;so dishonestly leave a note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;for you my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;you can see right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;so let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you will find someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I let go, there's just no one...no one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are my only my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;My only one(x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;You are my only my only one&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/6720044618797269462-8198651480023904368?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8198651480023904368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8198651480023904368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8198651480023904368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8198651480023904368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/only-one-yellowcard-broken-this-fragile.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-5475983337471892856</id><published>2008-01-28T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:51:44.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lesson learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nvr trust the stupid PCB teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made us stay back till 12.45 onli to noe that there was no lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stupid sms.&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;"Last lesson. MUST come."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ZzZz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno there's different kinds of lecturers in NYP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From those to who lie, to those who likes to kpkb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways. Gonna get to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't slept for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I think I'm gonna do it again tonight. Lol. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I slept standing in the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost went kneeling position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Numerous time when I almost gonna go flat forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Train ride are definitely not for sleeps. Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok... I'm tired anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Worn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dun wanna wake up. Nvr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun wan to... Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-5475983337471892856?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/5475983337471892856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=5475983337471892856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5475983337471892856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/5475983337471892856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/lesson-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-9126408851471021255</id><published>2008-01-28T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T06:31:04.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't sleep tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't concentrate on my games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't have mood for anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the exact same feeling that I used to have 2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No. 3 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was sec 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm glad it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-9126408851471021255?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/9126408851471021255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=9126408851471021255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/9126408851471021255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/9126408851471021255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/couldnt-sleep-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-46581193296075379</id><published>2008-01-26T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T01:13:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;More unexpected things happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was going for Friday prayers with Razis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While walking towards the mosque, he asked me whether I had a quarrel with Wid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Stunned for a second*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I asked him why he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said she was moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So by the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was bout my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mean. The previous post before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't expect her to actually thought it was her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Wid:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realli didn't expect u'll thought I was actually talking bout u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As hard as it is to let you go, I'm trying hard as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes. And Hadi noe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask him if you dun trust me. (This will be a topic I'll touch bout after this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Juz when I thought I got over her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was actually HER. If u noe who I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Play with it, it's a toy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since when u played with my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Break it, it's like glass."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if it's broken, you're not entirely to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unlike someone I noe before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U even tried to make the impact softer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's wat makes u special also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm seriously sry if u thought it was u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would even swear if u still dun believe it's not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I was thinking too much of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And like the 1st speech for the OGL session,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess he was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We, humans, live in the past and the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But we forgot wat's important to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm realli realli sry to have hurt u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another topic I would like to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe that we're talking less and hiding more things from each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause there's no longer trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe there is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But. It's not strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not strong as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I can't blame u for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm the one to blame. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I was the one who did things wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was the 1 who started the mistrust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's pretty obvious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And.. I realli can't do much if u dun trust me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But. I juz wan to tell this to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how hard it is to let go, I'm trying to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But that doesn't mean I dun wanna treat u as a close friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A special 1 for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But there's a time when the special will be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it doesn't mean ur not a close friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll do wat I can to gain ur trust back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wanna see u moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or.. More like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun even wanna noe that ur moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if you are, especially if I was the cause of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll do wat I can to cheer u up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes. There will be a time I'll be down once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I dun wan u to pay attention to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause at that time, I'll be nothing but trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm doing wat I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To regain ur trust, make our friendship the way it use to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'll need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Self-control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Discipline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watever watever.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And your co-orperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know things change. Nothing last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noone said I can't make it last as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sry if I had said earlier on affected u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And. Gal, stay cheerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We dun wanna see u moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-46581193296075379?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/46581193296075379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=46581193296075379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/46581193296075379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/46581193296075379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-unexpected-things-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3723652835586847918</id><published>2008-01-24T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:39:48.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Little did I expect wat happened just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walking home from the MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking at the sec school students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walking slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dragging my feet. While smsing 1 of my best pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whom I didn't realli contacted due to his work and o levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz missed my sec school life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As boring and no life as it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I missed the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we used to h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang out at the fitness corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doing pull-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Climbing over the wall and sitting on top of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doing 619 and even reverse 619 at the window bar or wat ever it is called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or juz chilling out during our recess time and after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missed those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We even tried to learn parkour there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remembered trying to run away from the discipline master after we jumped from the parallel bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even miss the people there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Times changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As who I was a year ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The same feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lost. Broken. Nothing left inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And walking through the buildings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wind blew through my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sat down under Milah's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wind was continously blowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staring to the empty field, I felt lost....,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly there was a flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz saw my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exactly how I was a year ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The same feeling. The same place I'll usually go after school to enjoy the breeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe its happening again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I can't do much bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is just in repeat mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing seems to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Onli time and people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The events. Its as though its repeating itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz when I thought I got over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz when I thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It hurts.. It realli does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Play with it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its like a toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Break it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's like glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But dun mend it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My heart would juz break again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3723652835586847918?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3723652835586847918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3723652835586847918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3723652835586847918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3723652835586847918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-did-i-expect-wat-happened-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-2833541510042735671</id><published>2008-01-23T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:03:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last day of training done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now's left with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Finding my own client.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Getting recruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wuahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Promotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the 1st time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be using a notebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Attention*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kai's taking down notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-2833541510042735671?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/2833541510042735671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=2833541510042735671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2833541510042735671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/2833541510042735671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4420754842789416804</id><published>2008-01-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:37:45.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Juz came back from training today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Supposed to be 3 days training.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But completed 2 of the days today. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And.. Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda unbelievable on wat they have to offer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But kinda hard to do wat they ask us to do as well. =s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways. Tml I'll be skipping the OGL session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's 1 more training tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheesh. Bad timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And. I was walking home from the MRT stations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The moon tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a full moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And its bright also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Stunned by beauty of nature once again.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a pic of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not realli clear though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But oh well. =x&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iiSoFywY-WA/R5YNSD1_19I/AAAAAAAAAA4/dyONg8mQtOo/s1600-h/1_490949284l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158325027120076754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iiSoFywY-WA/R5YNSD1_19I/AAAAAAAAAA4/dyONg8mQtOo/s320/1_490949284l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yea.. Kinda blurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But.. It's nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It looked like a lampost. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another tiring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And gonna get to sleep early today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nitez to all!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's late already.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol. Juz realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways.. Nitez.&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/6720044618797269462-4420754842789416804?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4420754842789416804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4420754842789416804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4420754842789416804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4420754842789416804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/juz-came-back-from-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iiSoFywY-WA/R5YNSD1_19I/AAAAAAAAAA4/dyONg8mQtOo/s72-c/1_490949284l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4692600916621196636</id><published>2008-01-21T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:35:24.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Becoming a salesman soon. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol. Not sure whether I can keep up with the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gonna get another job juz in case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I can't sell the product, then at least I have a back up job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the product cost $2,300. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyways... Feeling tired today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gonna sleep early today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have to catch up with my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nitez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4692600916621196636?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4692600916621196636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4692600916621196636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4692600916621196636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4692600916621196636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6481890331322280179</id><published>2008-01-20T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:51:00.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was checking out blogs this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly something strike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blogging doesn't suits me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun have to write down wat's on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It can help... But it can pose a threat as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate misunderstandings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing down my thoughts isn't my style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun tell others wat I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I onli answer when I'm asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some things bout me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna leave it as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But some...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's better if I was who I am before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not the negative me before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the person from before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The time where I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't give up hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Althought it looked like I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's juz faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some1 who think positively but didn't realise it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The time where nothing seems to matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's all about me vs fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believed that I could win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda grown weak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When all seems lost.., I juz gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let fate do wat it wanted to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's not who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nor it is who my frens noe me as.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow... It's like... I've grown stronger and weak at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat I wanna do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or so I say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure there will be a time... I'll go confuse at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But. When that time come... I'll find a way to deal with it somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now.. I shouldn't think of wats not important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past... They're history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The future... It's no use thinking bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it nvr had gone the way I thought it would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So wat I should be concentrating now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna do wat I think is best for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey... I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Wuahahahhahaha...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*cough cough cough*...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another round...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways. I'm juz saying nonsense. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But juz to make it short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a good way or bad... I'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's how u all judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not gonna blog that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things are better to be kept with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But... To get to noe wat izzit.. All u have to do is ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I'm not making any sense right now.. But u guys will noe wat I mean in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Misunderstandings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess its ok to misunderstand once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I shouldn't be writing down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead... I should be who I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask. Take initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This blog's gonna be dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And maybe nobody will notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6720044618797269462-6481890331322280179?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6481890331322280179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6481890331322280179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6481890331322280179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6481890331322280179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-checking-out-blogs-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-3076789351291490676</id><published>2008-01-16T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:44:32.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems like there's alot of things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I juz dunno where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's better to keep it unsaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll seem cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to explain why I'm doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But when I want to write it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I do was stare at this screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun even noe whether I should be writing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to explain is cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But to explain also seems cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno wat I should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll juz write it down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If u dun wanna noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then dun read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ur sms this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was utterly speechless when I read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't noe wat to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno how to reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't noe... How to react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It suddenly occured to u... that u're the 1 to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I still dun see any fault in u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm the 1 who did things wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no1 else to blame except for myself and onli me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I appreciate it that u still regard me as a fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I appreciate that u do care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But.. I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not wat I want right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ur hoping that I'll think more positively, have more faith in myself and dun lose hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But.. To tell u the truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm juz a pessimist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun think I'm of any good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To be more positive.. At times.. I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But most of the time.. I'm... juz... veri pessimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To have faith in myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno. I'm... Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juz a burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not to lose hope? I nvr lost hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's juz that... It's too... I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A super small hope.. That onli might happen onli like.. once in a trillion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And... I noe. After reading this part.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U'll either go.. "watever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or.. "Sigh... I can't do anything. I'm not you. I can't help u if u can't help urself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To tell u the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U CAN do something to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe used to.. But not anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U noe that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If some1 loves you alot.. Till he'll even change for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All u can do.. Is keep persuading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Till he'll realli change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It realli will work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But now.. Things won't happen for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I noe... that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not sure whether to even say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And u also included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U dun wan me to be my old me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As much as u dun wan me to be my old me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me too... Dun wan U to be ur old u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though I haven't realli see it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I noe.. I dun like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I won't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It seems that I'm losing my grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't hold on much longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm slowly.. And started being my old self already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not onli losing my grip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm slowly... Losing everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Losing my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Losing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Losing my emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly... Losing wat I once had... Once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The lost feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm seeing my world crumbling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've always had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My world keep crumbling down.. Over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno how long I'll be in this state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... Years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I noe... Ur a gal who doesn't change her mind that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll do 1 last thing that will make u happy as a guy who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have feelings for u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And then I'll start... With juz being frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I noe I will be able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-3076789351291490676?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/3076789351291490676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=3076789351291490676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3076789351291490676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/3076789351291490676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/sigh_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4112871129345125913</id><published>2008-01-16T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:29:04.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something is still not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not matter how much I tried to pretend nothing's happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its still not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things aren't the way it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously... Hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got myself to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For being so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything that ppl aren't supposed to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some1... Juz stab me in the back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who cares if I ended up in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wouldn't it be better if I ended up dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I won't be causing any troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I bring nothing but trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm jinxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things aren't the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We're not even talking the way we used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I seriously got no1 else to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Blame it on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On my stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On my stupid luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On my... I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My stupid life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Starts to place itself together once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody cares..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe.. I should juz isolate myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Put on a mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now.. I got nothing else as my company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Except...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Games to make me not think bout anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And misery.. Who's always been with me right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happiness that doesn't even last long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;feeling so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's much to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no1 that will listen to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not any1 that I want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be my own company for now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4112871129345125913?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4112871129345125913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4112871129345125913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4112871129345125913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4112871129345125913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/empty.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-7619500314138322686</id><published>2008-01-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:36:45.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm starting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to understand a single thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I used to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now.. Everything that I thought I understood starts to fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not onli that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm starting to see my world crumbling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But this 1 isn't like any other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Faster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Worse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But.. Somehow.. The impact was softer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The touchdown of wat I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't violently shook the ground I'm standing on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though.. Things are falling faster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realli.. Juz.. dun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why does this happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe.. I juz didn't understand right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz thought I did.. But I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at the mess I'm in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because of me.. U became like the way u are right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm good-for-nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My existance bring nothing... But trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why?? Why is this happening??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat's happen to us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is the gap widening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things aren't the way it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess its true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happiness is a face that dun look good on me.&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;Don't u noe.. This misery loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery's my company...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-7619500314138322686?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/7619500314138322686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=7619500314138322686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7619500314138322686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/7619500314138322686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/sigh_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-9126551593326808195</id><published>2008-01-13T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:59:45.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat does revenge taste like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it is... For the split second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But then... Wat izzit u'll feel right after?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guilt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But... Sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We juz have to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm juz trying to treat u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The way u treat me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From wat I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe u didn't realise that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the incident that happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz suddenly doubt this once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are we still friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I might juz be... Onced-A-Close fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or.. Maybe.. Once a fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u can do wateva u want uh.. y wud i b mad or sumting.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is wat u said earlier on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It.. Juz sounds... So cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even a friend.. Would be angry if we did wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U... Juz seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like.. U wouldn't even care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how u see me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat u see me as now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-9126551593326808195?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/9126551593326808195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=9126551593326808195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/9126551593326808195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/9126551593326808195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-4450399313652043781</id><published>2008-01-13T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T02:46:31.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wont be able to play soccer for a week or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow I stupidly manage to sprain my leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So sry that I can't play soccer even if u asked me to.&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I wonder wat izzit that u have in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat's bothering u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And wat's even stopping u from asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like ur keeping a secret from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And u should noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well. At least if..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's say there's a secret bout me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I didn't noe bout it... I'm ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now.. I noe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is something ur hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I wanna noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good or bad.. It doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat's the worse it can get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not like I'll die from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I noe.. I won't suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how bad I dun wish to live in this word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow... I wish that u'll tell me wat izzit u wanna ask/tell me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still wonder.. Wat izzit that's stopping u from telling/asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It doesn't matter if I'm hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And seriously.. I hope.. That u'll ask wat u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-4450399313652043781?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/4450399313652043781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=4450399313652043781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4450399313652043781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/4450399313652043781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wont-be-able-to-play-soccer-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-8703174144778403309</id><published>2008-01-11T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:19:35.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why does things gotta go like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If things weren't meant to be this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then she should at least have ended by hurting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's because that she didn't wanna hurt that get me getting the wrong signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When she asked whether she's giving the wrong signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But somehow... Its partly true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yea. She might be giving the wrong signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But. I gave a reason that she wasn't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I believe is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still remember telling her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Its not about the signs u give, its about how the other person take the action as, a sign or juz something normal that u do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm.. glad I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I juz appreciate it.. That we're still friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's juz... Kind, Forgiving, Caring, Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's wat I liked bout her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She juz have this 'I'm fun to be around with' aura around her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But things aren't meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I'll get with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow... I gotta get this feelings... Outta my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its true I still have feelings for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But things aren't meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she's still friends with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I can't force things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll have to find another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'll say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll nvr find.. Some1 like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or not even some1 better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From wat I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No1 gets me like she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hurted her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I changed my blog link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is she even reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God noes if she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And thinking back now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat I missed bout her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I missed the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See who would be the 1st... To peek-a-boo 1 another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda childish... Yea... But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realli miss those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And... If she was the 1st.. To "chiak" me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back then... I was realli happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause... I felt I was needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt that she needed me to listen to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least I felt.. I was needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now... I'm left.. Like this.. Once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Onli with a different twist in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We used to listen to the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Misteri Jam 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And we'll be talking over the phone/on9 about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're not doing things the way we was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Times and things do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was.. Getting the wrong signs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The time I thought I realli could have the chance to finally call some1 mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered her past september posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its juz... Somehow.. Veri heart-warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A false sign.. But if that's wat's keep me happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna live in this lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wanna noe wat happen next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would rather live in denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wan time to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'll keep living in denial all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If that keeps me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I have to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things weren't mean to go the way we want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. I'm wondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will there be a time... I'll find love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And.. will she be the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Worse? Better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will things even get better for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or my life is juz... full of shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-8703174144778403309?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/8703174144778403309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=8703174144778403309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8703174144778403309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/8703174144778403309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-does-things-gotta-go-like-this-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-717568287900130834</id><published>2008-01-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:32:26.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno wats coming over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat was I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I almost gotten angry for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't noe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something I thought was quite wonderful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could have almost corrupted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I was too blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I saw was its beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it almost changed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it had me changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if I were to be on like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I prefer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to continue living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm semi-corrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By something.. I always had.. Blindly searched for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to go somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm feeling how I felt last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I started to think about how we spend time, the way we talked &amp;amp; joke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Realli bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But look at we are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God knows if we're still frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm even having doubts bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I am... I realli am...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes I know wat I did was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If u realli forgave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to apologize repeatedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wat made u hate ppl apologizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now. U show u care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For my health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm glad for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ur still avoiding things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U dun even wanna talk bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm starting to doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I 1 of ur close frens...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or... WAS I 1 of ur close frens..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause of wat I've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do u even look at me as a fren...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watever the outcome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was the 1 who did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll juz take the blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If u realli dun wan to be friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juz tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U dun have to say its up to me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder.. If the but that u wanted to tell me was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"But.. I wont treat u as a friend anymore..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But despite all that.. I still wanna tell u something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The talks... The jokes... The time we spend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna miss them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And those memories... Are not those.. That is to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this vision... Now I'm thinking... It might come true....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-717568287900130834?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/717568287900130834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=717568287900130834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/717568287900130834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/717568287900130834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dunno-wats-coming-over-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6720044618797269462.post-6003122556233176996</id><published>2008-01-06T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:09:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I could see that I did changed alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the time I started school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last time.. Friends..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It didn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now I'm starting to appreciate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hated smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will always put on a fake smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laugh to show others I'm ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now.. I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do smile often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*But I still dunno how to smile when I'm taking pics. =x*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I laugh. And sometimes.. Laughed too hard till I started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things had realli change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A year has passed by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yea.. It is fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't have any year that passed by so fast before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe because.. I'm enjoying every single moment that I'm spending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poly life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is so much better than sec school life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still remember.. We had to sing the national anthem at the parade square every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greet the teachers everytime they step into the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No sleeping in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No handphones in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poly is so much different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We dun have to sing the national anthem at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We dun have to greet the teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can sleep all we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as we dun disturb the teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can use hp in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as the teacher dun get irritated by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can wear our own shirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which is kinda the part I hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I dun go shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yea... All my clothes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are a little.. Too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Casual I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's still another 2 years in poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st year has been a nice 1....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm looking forward to the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6720044618797269462-6003122556233176996?l=till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/feeds/6003122556233176996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6720044618797269462&amp;postID=6003122556233176996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6003122556233176996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6720044618797269462/posts/default/6003122556233176996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://till-theday-ifindu.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-could-see-that-i-did-changed-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186923310037391688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
