<?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-33062565</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:21:39.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musiC to my ears</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-3669443185004697855</id><published>2009-07-30T03:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:24:51.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life for 15 mths. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/SnCp6bm-DhI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Vq2rbQC1C7I/s1600-h/6720_120751476973_558146973_3147161_7119026_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've started school at SIM for 4 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what's gonna be for 15 months, at least..&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 8 every morning. look for some clothes.&lt;br /&gt;pack my bag, and think of something retard i wanna do today.&lt;br /&gt;spend 10 mins in e toilet with my ciggerate and trying to kek sai..&lt;br /&gt;thn 5 mins to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;shave. dry my hair, do up my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk up e carpark&lt;br /&gt;send my lil &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; to school at zion church.&lt;br /&gt;after im out of the church, another ciggerate. blast e music in my car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach school, park illigally. tap my card, late at times..&lt;br /&gt;get into class, get a peek on that prettiest girl in my class, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kimberley&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;smile at &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;jing qi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gladys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lecturer comes in. try my best to uds.&lt;br /&gt;and if i dont, try my best not to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kimberley&lt;/span&gt; entertains e class with interesting questions. lOl&lt;br /&gt;sometimes qing qi and i will be fuckin' retarded making idiotic noises and laughing over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;think of killing the lecturers when e understanding gets too tough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time. smoke with &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;jing qi&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; kevin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;get "&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;chicken fuck your mum&lt;/span&gt;" and other stuff to eat. a bottle of &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;drink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;head back to class. wish lessons never had to start again.&lt;br /&gt;end of class. disturb gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if must stay back do project, dread...&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, smoke again.&lt;br /&gt;thn head into my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open the windows cus its damn hot! get burn on my ass by e heat on e leather seats.&lt;br /&gt;blast e air conditioner. blast the music.&lt;br /&gt;drop &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;jing qi&lt;/span&gt; at bus stop. =)&lt;br /&gt;u-turn and enjoy speeding down lornie road. take e bends on braddell road like my car's some F1 car.&lt;br /&gt;try not to fall asleep at e rest of e journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home.&lt;br /&gt;wash my legs.&lt;br /&gt;hit e switch on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;waste my time over the net.&lt;br /&gt;ask for lunch. get crap lunch. eat lunch. scold maid over crap lunch. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revise work if i feel like. otherwise sleep.&lt;br /&gt;wake up. dinner. thn cannot sleep&lt;br /&gt;play games, waste time. until late at night. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and then i fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next day it goes on the same way..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;quoted... "u may grow up holding hands with girlfriends. but you're one of e lonliest person i've known.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this sentence very applicable to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never knew i was'nt part of your life..&lt;br /&gt;never that important..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-3669443185004697855?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/3669443185004697855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=3669443185004697855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3669443185004697855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3669443185004697855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-for-15-mths.html' title='my life for 15 mths. =)'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-6321896978904597425</id><published>2009-07-04T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:08:10.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i'll never do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;if u were mine&lt;br /&gt;i'll never make u cry.&lt;br /&gt;they'll only be for your tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u held my hands&lt;br /&gt;i'll hold on tight.&lt;br /&gt;i wont let go, i will never leave u lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u huG me once more&lt;br /&gt;i'll never bring myself apart.&lt;br /&gt;cus you're a part of my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e days seems harder to pass without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;colder than usual, i seem to freeze in e corner of the room.&lt;br /&gt;without you, without you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant seem to move on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see you cryin cus of the silliest things,&lt;br /&gt;it breaks ma heart apart. and baby u know,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna love you right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you're e best thing in my life,&lt;br /&gt;baby without you, it just aint right&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna love you right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep till i see you smile,&lt;br /&gt;and you deserve better, so much better.&lt;br /&gt;wanna love you right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wont you let me love you tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-1567735080127966104</id><published>2009-05-17T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:24:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im so fuckin' pissed off today.&lt;br /&gt;just FUCKIN' PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;fuck your mother.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-1567735080127966104?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/1567735080127966104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=1567735080127966104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/1567735080127966104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/1567735080127966104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/05/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-2994111863755458561</id><published>2009-05-17T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:21:03.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;while i respected you, do you show me your mutual respect.&lt;br /&gt;is this what you think is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i treated you proper, did you even fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the fear that you would upset me, the fear of me being angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and now you fear him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that u dont even update your blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you dont even reply to your tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you friends? when i dint like them, you dint give a shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now you're so afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and what now?! he's your friend? and this friend is allowed to slap you, pull your hair?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH, WHAT THE FUCK OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why are you allowing yourself to be abused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes i admit it hurts to hear so.&lt;br /&gt;but im telling you again, if you dont help yourself no one can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i asked for a name. u briefly gave one. if you dint wanna even give then just ask me to fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont give a name which there's almost nothing i can do about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im saying this one last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me what i need to know, before i act on my own accord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;before i make a decision i know i cant re-wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it'll be much easier if i just know everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stop protecting him and say its protecting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont need to be protected from wussies like this particular moron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and if i have to do this on my own, im coming straight at him with my baseball bat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know who he is, but i'll hunt him down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;p.s. stop being silly girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-2994111863755458561?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/2994111863755458561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=2994111863755458561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/2994111863755458561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/2994111863755458561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/05/silly-girl.html' title='silly girl.'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-3836910530027573047</id><published>2009-05-09T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:30:01.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being - r a n d o m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;P.u.d.d.i.n.g.&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i did something "random" today finally. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im was walkin around, not knowing where to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thinking of this.. thinking of that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;felt rather, lonely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i think i need a companion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a new best friend!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i went around looking for friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;guess who  i found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i found my sweet lil &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;pudding&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yup tts her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haha. actually, i bought her from pet lovers at yishun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cuutte, fat, lil, custard coloured fur hamster! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well. yup, she's my new friend now lOlz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bought a nice, but damn expensive &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. (and i forgot the brand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;which looks like a dome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at least i know i could have add ons with those fancyful connectors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;if i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well. for your info, i dint "buy it just because it looks so damn cute",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(whatever that phrase is, i cant remember)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i spent 2 good long hours in that shop. choosing e one i like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;looking at its, home to be, food, and bedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i asked the salesman so much about hamsters although i already kept so many before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;am so very proud to have you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;pudding&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and im so very &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; today. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;          @     .     @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(BIG WIDE SMILE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-3836910530027573047?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/3836910530027573047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=3836910530027573047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3836910530027573047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3836910530027573047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-r-n-d-o-m.html' title='being - r a n d o m.'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-8062941217292420864</id><published>2009-05-03T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T03:56:55.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit Of Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-A Bit Of Me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;there's this big part of me whom likes you but dare not say&lt;br /&gt;there's abit of me whom loves you but dare not show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an addiction and you know i need you now&lt;br /&gt;even thou we've met like so yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being so close to you brings all joy to my soul&lt;br /&gt;e days spent without you seems so uncoloured&lt;br /&gt;with no rainbows with no crayons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the texts with your names all over my phone&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hear you sleep, maybe i shan't bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i urgently need you, there's my heart that says i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;my head's killing telling me its wrong to do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish a hug could stay a little longer&lt;br /&gt;but then again i think i'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;im going crazy&lt;br /&gt;my mind's messed up with thoughts of you all over inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, sweetie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Paul.&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/33062565-8062941217292420864?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/8062941217292420864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=8062941217292420864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/8062941217292420864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/8062941217292420864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/05/bit-of-me.html' title='A Bit Of Me.'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-9194074494322604894</id><published>2009-05-03T03:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T04:01:43.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh ya. i found my wallet! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wanna say thank you to this mama shop in yew tee at block 834A for keeping my wallet for me to return to get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dint get any thank you gifts for them cause my mum was rushing to work and i could'nt buy something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but im really greatful to you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;once again, thank you so .....................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;................ much! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-9194074494322604894?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-7916115506629284196</id><published>2009-05-01T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:23:57.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I M  S O  F U C K I N '  P I S S E D   O F F  T O D A Y !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;lost my wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;my black "polo" shirt was worn by uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;fucking stupid maid. (if you're not happy i said that sue me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;what else's worst?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;F U C K .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-7916115506629284196?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/7916115506629284196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=7916115506629284196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/7916115506629284196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/7916115506629284196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-m-s-o-f-u-c-k-i-n-p-i-s-s-e-d-o-f-f-t.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-4627990054463642468</id><published>2009-04-18T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:51:05.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because of you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gonna get a part time job while waiting for SIM's confirmation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gonna get my class 2B license. class 2A. and thn Class 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i'll get my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;harley davidson's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;rod&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gonna take up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tai&lt;/span&gt; lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gonna get my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gonna built&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gonna learn to be a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;bad ass&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all these, just to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;="/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i hope by the time im done with these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll forget the times i shared with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-4627990054463642468?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/4627990054463642468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=4627990054463642468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/4627990054463642468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/4627990054463642468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/04/because-of-you.html' title='because of you..'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-54589501223108345</id><published>2009-04-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:15:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I  HATE  THIS  FUCKING  FEELING  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-54589501223108345?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/54589501223108345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=54589501223108345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/54589501223108345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/54589501223108345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-this-fucking-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-5824332830070542691</id><published>2009-04-04T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:13:47.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im closing down this blog next week.&lt;br /&gt;due to what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me ask. is'nt our stories, our love, all that's happen inside here?&lt;br /&gt;is'nt it meant to be kept in here as memories to look back on?&lt;br /&gt;for people to know, for people to see?&lt;br /&gt;why're you so sensitive and quarrellsome over small simple lil things like that?&lt;br /&gt;then why have a blog?&lt;br /&gt;dont blame me for erasing everything here due to what?&lt;br /&gt;your ever questionings and din over things like people tagging~&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT YOUR OWN TAGBOARD pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-5824332830070542691?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/5824332830070542691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=5824332830070542691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/5824332830070542691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/5824332830070542691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-closing-down-this-blog-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-460966733114038098</id><published>2008-12-11T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:43:08.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there is, SO ................................................................................................................................................. much, i would like to blog about. but everytime when i see this blank page, i just dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start thn, about my feelings now : C O N F U S E D.&lt;br /&gt;everyone of us, during a certain point of time in life would realize, or start realising that we would very much want the best of everything we could get hold of.&lt;br /&gt;but having said this, everything comes with consequences; or in my case, "a trade".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that she treats me very well. i know how much she loves me. and i know, i could never, Ever find anyone like you.&lt;br /&gt;which of your girlfriends, cooks for you often? makes hearts using eggs, packs it nicely in a tupperware and personally delivers it right to you; when you're having a busy day, when u never had time for lunch or dinner.&lt;br /&gt;skips her own meals to save up for expensive snacks for you to stock up in your own army camp's cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;cries and tuck herself to bed when you are out playing your games, when u never gave her the attention she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so useless right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with all these love you've showered me. the trade is, my freedom and opportunities in future.&lt;br /&gt;example when i told you about the SIA's recruitment. why should you feel so insercure? i was already stuck in this love web of yours. there's no need to go aggresive and bite for every inch i move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes me happy: my hobbies. my passion. volleyball, games. these are things that take me away from this world for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;my friends. how many do i have left with now? I mean REAL, TRUE, friends.&lt;br /&gt;if you're going to take away everything from me. what am i left with. where are my opportunities going to come from in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the decision i want to make right now. but i just cant decide. because baby im still, and always in love with you. it feels like nothing can take me away from you. but what about my future? have you thought about this for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be, outgoing, noisy, irritating, fun, and daring.&lt;br /&gt;now? enclosed, quiet, lone, and i am even lazy to SPEAK UP FOR MYSELF. DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;i just cant belive it.&lt;br /&gt;and some people can mess with me. i dont wanna say who.&lt;br /&gt;but im going to start standing up for myself from today onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued... i dont know when, but i will continue this entry. i've alot more to say. i just dont know what now. GOOD NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-460966733114038098?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/460966733114038098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=460966733114038098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/460966733114038098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/460966733114038098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-6848214804243709530</id><published>2008-10-26T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:05:41.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wang bu liao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbW0qSZ-VrI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbW0qSZ-VrI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-6848214804243709530?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/6848214804243709530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=6848214804243709530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6848214804243709530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6848214804243709530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/10/wang-bu-liao.html' title='wang bu liao.'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-3537682624489467049</id><published>2008-08-30T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:40:49.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;you know? i feel so tired? like everything's not right. i feel very indifferent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-3537682624489467049?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/3537682624489467049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=3537682624489467049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3537682624489467049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3537682624489467049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/08/paul.html' title='paul'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-6635955916452397969</id><published>2008-06-09T21:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:40:26.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sorry hunny.. i really am ="(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mtv.com/player/embed/wp/" width="428" height="358" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="CONFIG_URL=http://www.mtv.com/player/embed/wp/configuration.jhtml%3fvid%3D231029&amp;amp;allowFullScreen=true" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="never" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know if i would regret this choice i made today.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i've made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what'll happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i initiated that we both take a break.&lt;br /&gt;and right after i said it... :"/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents know you.&lt;br /&gt;my relatives've seen you. quite a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother loves you. she misses your company.&lt;br /&gt;she asked about you. she thought we were no longer an item when you hav'nt been visiting her for a long time. and i brought you there the following week.&lt;br /&gt;i could see how much hope she had for the both of us. ="(&lt;br /&gt;we were, meant to grow up and grow old together.&lt;br /&gt;we had a common future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, i made this decision.&lt;br /&gt;i risked losing all of these we have.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i've already lost them all.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so much to think back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps, this is why i havn't let go of my past.&lt;br /&gt;="( i need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i need a shoulder lean on.&lt;br /&gt;i really need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;i need to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i end up with nothing at all, i can't resay what i've said.&lt;br /&gt;even if i regret what i did, i know i deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul. ="(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-6635955916452397969?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/6635955916452397969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=6635955916452397969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6635955916452397969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6635955916452397969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-sorry-hunny-i-really-am.html' title='im sorry hunny.. i really am =&quot;('/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-6732157851749810246</id><published>2008-06-09T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:30:41.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do pause the music playing currently before starting this one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='padding:3px; border:1px solid #660033; border-bottom:0px; background: #ff9966; text-align:center; width:310px'&gt;&lt;object width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/QedgzsjouXU&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/QedgzsjouXU&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='310' height='259' allowScriptAccess='never' allownetworking='internal'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width='300' height='180'&gt;&lt;embed src='http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=382488&amp;fontcolor=003366&amp;bordercolor=660033&amp;backgroundcolor=ff9966' width='318' height='181' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com" target="_blank"&gt;Song lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/jason_mraz/im_yours.html" target="_blank"&gt;I'm Yours lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-6732157851749810246?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-6548981349267301262</id><published>2008-06-08T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:00:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kinda boring today..&lt;br /&gt;did not go to sentosa today, for a couple of reasons..&lt;br /&gt;one of them's becus of my swollen knee. =( Damn Damn painful i swear.&lt;br /&gt;i asked mum to bring me to the clinic cus, i cant possibly walk properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sunday, go clinic hunting..&lt;br /&gt;well surprisingly there were, alot of clinics when we tried hougang plaza there or something.. dint really know where's that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor gave me antibiotics. and i think its one of the best ones, cause i told him that i've never always completed the whole course. "dangerous" he said.. sigh, i know that.&lt;br /&gt;also antibiotic cream to be applied on the wound. and, PAINKILLERS! he only gave me 5 pills. took one just now, and its damn fuckin' good! i dont feel much pain now, and and.. I CAN WALK! waah like "shen yao"&lt;br /&gt;abit exaggerating hor . . =D~&lt;br /&gt;well, first time taking painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played games at home.. damn bored.. i wanna go out.. i wanna watch movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i started to think of alot. of alot alot of alot of things..&lt;/span&gt; sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comment much here, cus i just cant. and i wish i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i kept checking on my msn.&lt;br /&gt;beggining to feel that &lt;em&gt;im missing&lt;/em&gt; something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know you know what im thinkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrggh }=(&lt;br /&gt;why'm i doing things that,&lt;br /&gt;that i know i wont want to, or perhaps &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cant bear to&lt;/span&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, dont talk so much. emo alreadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i noticed that i've very lil pictures too. and my last feel posts seems like, totally no pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well i dont have my camera phono with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i finally wanna get a camara, someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im looking forward to tonight. Dad's bringing us to dinner and movie! kuNg fu paNda Bear! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-6548981349267301262?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/6548981349267301262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=6548981349267301262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6548981349267301262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6548981349267301262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/06/kinda-boring-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-4763602465992893316</id><published>2008-06-06T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T20:29:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait for you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Now I'm missing you And I'm wishing that you would come back through my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why did you have to go? You could have let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So now I'm all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl you could have stayed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But you wouldn't give me a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more then I can stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And all my tears they keep running down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide? Are you that afraid of me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;This is not how you wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I don't know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just aint true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No matter what I have to do I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's been a long time since you called me&lt;/span&gt; (How could you forget about me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You got me feeling crazy(crazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How can you walk away, Everything stays the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just can't do it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;What will it take&lt;/span&gt; to make you come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl I told you what it is and it just ain't like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Why can't you look at me&lt;/span&gt;, your still in love with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't leave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Baby why can't we just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;start over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If you give me a chance I can love you right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But your telling me it wont be enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cause I don''t know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just aint true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No matter what I have to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So why does you pride make you run &amp;amp; hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you that afraid of me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know it's a lie what your keeping inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That is not how you wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If it's the last thing I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause I don''t know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just aint true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No matter what I have to do I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I'll Be Waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-4763602465992893316?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/4763602465992893316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=4763602465992893316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/4763602465992893316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/4763602465992893316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/06/wait-for-you.html' title='wait for you..'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-7165086080870466214</id><published>2008-05-19T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:53:57.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rest well Adem ="(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(please give a minute of your silence as respect to my dear pet if you read. thanks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I just felt like dying on the 15 that just past, thursday..&lt;br /&gt;felt like i've no one to turn to..&lt;br /&gt;i can see no path ahead of me..&lt;br /&gt;i can choose, but the choices not there for me..&lt;br /&gt;everything just seems so... frustrating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;there was simply nothing left for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;perhaps God din't want me to die so early..&lt;br /&gt;i was practically crying my heart out..&lt;br /&gt;feeling helpess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;on the 16th May 2008, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;my pet Adem passed away..&lt;br /&gt;cause of death, toppled glass bowl for hamster's food over Adem and Eve.&lt;br /&gt;i guess they were both deprived of oxygen and space.&lt;br /&gt;Eve bit out Adam's right eye.. i think it bleed to death thereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i saw Eve feeling exhusted.. it just stayed at one corner. her fur was a little messed up and wet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hunny and I buried poor Adem downstairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after everything, i just felt a little depressed about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i somewhat felt, God had exchanged Adem's life for mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;got this thought from an email i read, on the God taking away the Cow's life to save the Farmer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;well i just had this very wierd sense as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i've never personally seen Adem and Eve Fought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;they just seemed to suit one another perfectly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;with 5 kids in total already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this is what happens when 2 lovely couple gets trapped without oxygen and space..&lt;br /&gt;its the same thing when it comes to human beings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but dont worry, i wont eat hunny's eye.. O.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Adem, I wanna say thank you to you for bringing me smiles and being my cute little companion for the few months when you were around. the way you cuddle when i carry you plays back in my mind when i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;Adem, you were a good and brave boy too at the vet. i know it has been painful for you to break a limb. seeing you struggle while the doctor bandage you was so unbearable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you've suffered, coming to bring life your family and joy to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i felt like you've sacrificed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;="( thank you dear boy. i will always remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ely and Paul bids good bye to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Rest well in heaven Adem. =")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-7165086080870466214?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/7165086080870466214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=7165086080870466214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/7165086080870466214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/7165086080870466214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/05/rest-well-adem.html' title='rest well Adem =&quot;('/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-8074269707093846331</id><published>2008-04-20T05:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:38:07.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, i've heard things about the last day of earth and all.. 2011, 2012? notreally sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;here's what i found..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Five years and counting: Will the world end in 2012?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By Vince Darcangelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday, December 15, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailycamera.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://dailycamera.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The end is near. Well, more specifically, it's five years from this Friday: Dec. 21, 2012 — or so the doomsayers would have you believe.&lt;br /&gt;Others believe we're five years from an unprecedented spiritual awakening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever you believe, there's no denying that the 2012 movement has become a hot topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just take a walk through the non-fiction aisle of the nearest bookstore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joseph Lawrence's "Apocalypse 2012: A Scientific Investigation into Civilization's End" and Daniel Pinchbeck's "2012: The Return of Quetzalcoatl" are some of the more popular titles filling bookshelves these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Most recently, Louisville-based Sounds True, a publisher of spiritual books, audio programs and DVDs, published the book "The Mystery of 2012: Predictions, Prophesies and Possibilities," an anthology featuring many of the leading scholars on the topic, including Pinchbeck and John Major Jenkins, an independent researcher who has studied 2012 for more than 20 years and discussed the anthology at a Dec. 6 book signing at the Boulder Book Store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The big question these books are trying to answer, of course, is what's going to happen in 2012 — in particular on the winter solstice, Dec. 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's what is known: The ancient Mayan long-count calendar — a calendar that spans more than 5,000 years — comes to an end on Dec. 21, 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This coincides with a galactic alignment in which the sun will align with the center of the Milky Way galaxy, an event that occurs once every 26,000 years, which could have potentially catastrophic consequences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The galactic alignment has the potential to create a shift in the Earth's poles, which would cause disastrous environmental events.&lt;br /&gt;Many view this, in conjunction with the end of the Mayan calendar, as a sign of the end times. Viewers of the History Channel should be familiar with this theory, as the channel has featured the doomsday scenario in numerous programs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But there is another theory, led by the likes of Jenkins, who makes his home in Windsor, and has spent much of the past two decades living and working with the traditional Maya in Guatemala. For him, 2012 is not the end. It's a chance for an unprecedented spiritual awakening.&lt;br /&gt;"It's an opportunity for human life to understand our true natures," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he says. "There will be a great awakening to the greater potential that human beings have."&lt;br /&gt;The doomsday theories, though, have captured the public's imagination and have often overshadowed Jenkins' work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's a little disappointing to see the carnival aspect of 2012 on the upswing," he says. "Because of the large interest that 2012 is generating ... a lot of people will be distracted by the carnival barkers selling snake oil."&lt;br /&gt;There could be something positive in this, however, for at the very least the doomsayers have drawn attention to the topic, Jenkins says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"That just means, relatively speaking, that more people will be able to navigate their way through the labyrinth to get into the heart of the information."&lt;br /&gt;People are talking. A year ago, if you had asked someone their opinion about 2012, they likely would have responded that it was their favorite Rush album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not anymore. In July, the New York Times Magazine ran a feature on 2012, and competing theories concerning the winter solstice of 2012 have gone from the fringe to the mainstream as the rival streams of perennial philosophy and apocalyptic prophecy have met at the confluence of popular culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We're just seeing more titles. It seems there has constantly been one new 2012 book in circulation for the past year now," says Arsen Kashkashian, inventory manager at the Boulder Book Store, which has hosted 2012-themed readings by Pinchbeck and Jenkins in the past four months. "They used to be fringe things. They're being put out by the big publishers now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Dec. 21, 2007 draws near, it may be time to write up one final five-year plan. But should they be plans for the end of the world or just the end of the world as we know it? It depends on whose book you read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E N D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what if the world was suddenly ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what's the first thing you'll do when you see the this star rushing downwards to earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for me, i'll just huG my most loved, eLy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eyes closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exchanging our last thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cherishing this very last moment together with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wherever we are, it be soon over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and we'll still be together.. =")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but, anyway.. i dont wanna fuckin' die yet! damn.. i finish army.. 2009.. study 2010..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;work and enjoy only till 2012?! no no no no no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, please dont end this world so quickly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perhaps i should start going to church again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if its really 2012.. hunny, we've only 4 years left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do you know?? ="/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it means a lot to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pauL-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;feeling afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-8074269707093846331?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/8074269707093846331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=8074269707093846331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/8074269707093846331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/8074269707093846331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-ive-heard-things-about-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-6512511571695813229</id><published>2008-04-12T14:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:32:02.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this hard truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friday, yesterday.. everyone suddenly started screaming and cheering.. because we could have our half day off.. within minutes.. everyone changed and was prepared to book out.. =) i was wondering, what am i going to do? (phew..) everyone had a smile from ear to ear.. all had plans.. except for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i took the bus.. and upon reaching your place.. i finally decided to alight..&lt;br /&gt;i did not know where you were and for the whole of the week what you've been doing..&lt;br /&gt;i dint really know for what reasons i actually alighted.. maybe its the usual routine..&lt;br /&gt;but this time round.. thoughts dashing through my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i walked up to your door.. stoned there for a minute or so..&lt;br /&gt;(sigh) instead, i decided to walk away..&lt;br /&gt;i needed to see you, but on the other hand i kept ringing myself inside that i've already initiate that we needed a break..&lt;br /&gt;i told myself, well maybe you were'nt at home.. maybe you're outside with someone else..&lt;br /&gt;took the lift down.. i thought to myself.. ain't this scene look like when i saw you home the first time, and your ex was standing there waiting..&lt;br /&gt;except for this time, i was going to be him..&lt;br /&gt;something just smacked me back to reality..&lt;br /&gt;but again, i told myself.. i initiated it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you've shown that you've been happier too.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i call it'll just spoil your day.. and i realised that the only imperfect thing in your world is me. ="&lt;br /&gt;throughout the bus trip to lot 1, i had recall alot of those wonderful memories..&lt;br /&gt;i needed something to lean on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i thought of.. the times that we used to sit inside the bus together.&lt;br /&gt;the time that you came into my house and drew a sunshine with the message.. "GOOD MORNING HUNNIE" on a cardboard piece and left it on my bed while i was sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;things like these were coming and coming all of a sudden.. everything i could recall so clearly..&lt;br /&gt;i wondered if i would pass by this place again. i thought to myself that, i should remember this bus service number "300"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i came to think of "900" too.. i thought of the times we would go back home together..&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the times we tickled one another, ending up with you having all the bruises..&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the times we walked pasa malam together =")&lt;br /&gt;times we would eat at vista point.. go downstairs, walk here walk there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i miss all these sweet memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slammed myself again saying, time's up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to vivocity.. making a guess that you might be there..&lt;br /&gt;i visited every shop. i walked every level of the balcony.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i went to the place where you decorated the glass with the heart-shaped stickers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i remember the bench was filled with the wonderful heart shaped chocolates too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;you were waiting for me to come.. it was our valentine's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was such a nice time we had spent together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;i walked to the place we had our candlelight dinner..&lt;br /&gt;i saw a few other people from far.. that i thought it could be you..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;went home, and came out again.. to Chua Chu Kang.. i called you..&lt;br /&gt;but you dint want to be bothered..&lt;br /&gt;and again, i left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i saw on the newspaper this movie player which i wanted one.. there's discount at plaza singapura and some other outlets..&lt;br /&gt;i tried to ask you out..&lt;br /&gt;once more, now i get what you mean..&lt;br /&gt;yes, fucktard..&lt;br /&gt;thats why i did'nt get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;im confused, because on one hand its hard letting go, and on the other hand you're just being "the way you are".&lt;br /&gt;what hurts most is when you actually said,&lt;br /&gt;"NS, you've a companion."&lt;br /&gt;"Sex is not a problem?"&lt;br /&gt;"free flow of supplies to be brought to your bunk"&lt;br /&gt;THIS is how you actually perceive of me ="/&lt;br /&gt;learning of this is one of the reasons i've initiated this break up.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't need these ="]&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna show you, that you don't have to be my slave if you think that's what i make you feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;its just upsetting..&lt;br /&gt;and dint i told you, esplanade suck.. =")&lt;br /&gt;and also, it dint took effect immediately.&lt;br /&gt;you still would not listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;you got what you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;did you see the lights of the tall buildings, all turning off together?&lt;br /&gt;no, but this candle has just been blown.&lt;br /&gt;leaving its wax, "Wasted".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ePpauL.&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/33062565-6512511571695813229?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/6512511571695813229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=6512511571695813229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6512511571695813229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/6512511571695813229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-hard-truth.html' title='this hard truth'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-8245756167444243577</id><published>2008-01-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:31:17.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip To Thailand..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I am going off to thailand on the 10th of January 2008..&lt;br /&gt;it'll be 3 weeks.. and im coming back on the 31st of January 2008..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;during this period of time, i promise that i'll be good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i'll not smoke..&lt;br /&gt;i'll not touch what's not mine..&lt;br /&gt;i'll never visit red light districts..&lt;br /&gt;i'll not make you worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'll try not to quarrell with you..&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to call back as often as i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i will think of you..&lt;br /&gt;i will cry whenever i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you..&lt;br /&gt;i will always keep you in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i will always love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i dont know if i would be back alive..&lt;br /&gt;but i will try to do my best to come back for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've nothing much to say to you..&lt;br /&gt;i really hate mandy..&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like im the only one anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;="(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sometimes i hate you.. sometimes i love you..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im using this trip to take a break for myself..&lt;br /&gt;with toughest trainings that'll break me down..&lt;br /&gt;my tears with sorrows will all be gone..&lt;br /&gt;i should then come back as someone new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;="(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-8245756167444243577?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/8245756167444243577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=8245756167444243577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/8245756167444243577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/8245756167444243577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-trip-to-thailand.html' title='My Trip To Thailand..'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-5101889339845065984</id><published>2007-09-30T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:05:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been asked by hunny for how many times.. to BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;am doing it here now.. instead of playing games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, just wanna let you know that im really quite sick of my life inside there.. should'nt even have choosen to be a scout trooper.. its not easy.. we've to be "the best"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine, i've to do this for 2 years.. ="(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night.. im just too tired at times.. it's not that i dont wanna talk to you.. with my muscles aching and my eyes closing.. argh.. and when i wake up..  ...... feels like my heart's aching.. cause i've missed one night spending it over the phone with you..&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking of you through out my trainings, one of the reasons which give me the strength to RUN and JUMP. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in the lan shop now.. not very convenient to post here.. wont say too much..&lt;br /&gt;but i'll definatly need to tell you, i miss you.. and how much i think of you in there.. you're not forgotten.. do ever feel so alright.. I Love You hunny.. =")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-5101889339845065984?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/5101889339845065984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=5101889339845065984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/5101889339845065984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/5101889339845065984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-asked-by-hunny-for-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-496529679030747845</id><published>2007-07-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:01:53.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands to heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hands to heaven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I watch you move, across the moonlit room&lt;br /&gt;There's so much tenderness in your loving&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I must leave, the dawn knows no reprieve&lt;br /&gt;God give me strength when I am leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So raise your hands to heaven and pray&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be back together someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight, I need your sweet caress&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, you calm my restlessness&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we move to embrace, tears run down your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I whisper words of love, so softly&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this pain, it's driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;Without your touch, life will be lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So raise your hands to heaven and pray&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be back together someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I need your sweet caress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold me in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, you calm my restlessness&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning has come, another day&lt;br /&gt;I must pack my bags and say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088551660489067666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/Rp4qxmCszJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XxljoVLjWRQ/s400/IMAGE_449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/33062565-496529679030747845?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/496529679030747845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=496529679030747845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/496529679030747845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/496529679030747845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2007/07/hands-to-heaven.html' title='hands to heaven.'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/Rp4qxmCszJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XxljoVLjWRQ/s72-c/IMAGE_449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-3233095092580278111</id><published>2007-04-19T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:38:07.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service.</title><content type='html'>what will it be when i go in.. ="]&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-3233095092580278111?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/3233095092580278111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=3233095092580278111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3233095092580278111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/3233095092580278111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2007/04/national-service.html' title='National Service.'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-9005328176549823370</id><published>2007-02-18T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T11:27:47.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While you were not here, Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfGkJQ8zWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AGa-6Osw9AQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_00490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032709432874421602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfGkJQ8zWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AGa-6Osw9AQ/s320/IMAGE_00490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this happened on 17 Feb 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Blogged on 18 Feb 2007. (morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think, i slept at 4 or later.. i waited for you call meanwhile on my game to keep me awake.. but u never made that phonecall..&lt;br /&gt;im kinda disappointed, still worried..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy woke me up at, around 10..&lt;br /&gt;"im going united square paul, do you wanna follow me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed and changed then a little delay here and there.&lt;br /&gt;we arrived marina square's carpark.. shopped a little..&lt;br /&gt;i saw a volcom jacket, its 2 in 1 as in you can wear it on the inside and outside..&lt;br /&gt;it costs 120 or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked over to united square cause mummy wanted to change roxanne's clothing.&lt;br /&gt;nothing of what i want there.. quite obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to velocity (marina square)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing i want. and so i took a train to somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped here and there, cine and heren.&lt;br /&gt;cine and heren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cine and heren again&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get this pair of.. "jeans" shoe from LEFTFOOT ($149).&lt;br /&gt;and at Heren this jacket from piere cardin. ($135)&lt;br /&gt;its like.. so expensive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked to far east.. first..&lt;br /&gt;but in the wrong direction! until i almost reached dhoby ghaut.&lt;br /&gt;=( back to Heren and then Far East Plaza..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid information officer.. think he was a Gay some more.&lt;br /&gt;not that i mind.. but he's *wragh*&lt;br /&gt;then tell me directions also dunno how to say.. mislead me in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shopped the whole of Far East.. but i dnit get anything..&lt;br /&gt;I WENT BACK TO HEREN AND CINE AND HEREN AND CINE AGAIN =.=&lt;br /&gt;legs were so tired..&lt;br /&gt;and my poor slippers.. ="(&lt;br /&gt;i could see the sole wearing off quite bad..&lt;br /&gt;and today, i noticed quite a few people looking at me..&lt;br /&gt;quite a good hair day with sprays haha&lt;br /&gt;well maybe it was my clothes.. i was in my green quicksilver shorts and black quicksilver shirt and slippers..&lt;br /&gt;=) In Town. Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to look at the jacket and then to LEFTFOOT again.&lt;br /&gt;when i decided to get to shoe..&lt;br /&gt;its' only left with the display set..&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i looked for another.&lt;br /&gt;there's this one made like the tiger's and leopard's skin..&lt;br /&gt;with fur on the shoe..&lt;br /&gt;and the other choice was this turquoise back with pebble looking front..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i choosed turquoise caused Hunny might like it..&lt;br /&gt;i thought, she told me that shoe was nice too.&lt;br /&gt;the other reason was, its pebble lines would glow in bright lights!&lt;br /&gt;he used a flash camera phone and showed me the picture captured.. @@&lt;br /&gt;it costs $169&lt;br /&gt;yar i know im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allthe way till i was home, i was thinking bout it.. heartach*&lt;br /&gt;yar by the way i dint get that jacket.. i dont wanna spend 300 on my New Year..&lt;br /&gt;well.. lets see how much i would win this year.. heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;Two Nice Jackets o.o haha..&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i could win them..&lt;br /&gt;and, maybe darling wants to go for the photography session.. both of us.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home..&lt;br /&gt;and you only called me at 9 at night.&lt;br /&gt;at this point i've not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;well lets go collect ang pao today! haha&lt;br /&gt;tonight then blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you're doing well there in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfDpJQ8zQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZIU_uHp3WhU/s1600-h/IMAGE_00483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032706220238884098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfDpJQ8zQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZIU_uHp3WhU/s320/IMAGE_00483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfE1pQ8zUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2qUTTKXqsAQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_00496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032707534498876738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfE1pQ8zUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2qUTTKXqsAQ/s320/IMAGE_00496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfFbpQ8zVI/AAAAAAAAAII/WwYQ0BWt6AA/s1600-h/IMAGE_00482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032708187333905746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfFbpQ8zVI/AAAAAAAAAII/WwYQ0BWt6AA/s320/IMAGE_00482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfE1pQ8zTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Q1l8DoH5yz4/s1600-h/IMAGE_00497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032707534498876722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfE1pQ8zTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Q1l8DoH5yz4/s320/IMAGE_00497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfDpJQ8zRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dv94XSHaMJc/s1600-h/IMAGE_00499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032706220238884114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfDpJQ8zRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Dv94XSHaMJc/s320/IMAGE_00499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfDpZQ8zSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qgZ6trjin_4/s1600-h/IMAGE_00500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032706224533851426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfDpZQ8zSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qgZ6trjin_4/s320/IMAGE_00500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-9005328176549823370?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/9005328176549823370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=9005328176549823370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/9005328176549823370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/9005328176549823370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2007/02/while-you-were-not-here-day-1.html' title='While you were not here, Day 1'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RdfGkJQ8zWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AGa-6Osw9AQ/s72-c/IMAGE_00490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-7003895658836411336</id><published>2007-02-04T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:03:42.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roxanne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss my little sister right now.. very much..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided.. maybe i'll dedicate this post to her =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and this is her, from the first few months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzHpVq-MI/AAAAAAAAABI/Fjw7S0ohMz0/s1600-h/wink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027551134222055618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzHpVq-MI/AAAAAAAAABI/Fjw7S0ohMz0/s320/wink.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cacoon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3ZVq-LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XskkOCPzw8U/s1600-h/Image(220).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027548656025925810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3ZVq-LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XskkOCPzw8U/s320/Image(220).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3ZVq-KI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vRUsWtILcSs/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027548656025925794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3ZVq-KI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vRUsWtILcSs/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;tO Hamster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3JVq-JI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sUAmACRYq20/s1600-h/meI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027548651730958482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3JVq-JI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sUAmACRYq20/s320/meI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3JVq-II/AAAAAAAAAAU/YywvYNOreLU/s1600-h/Ho+ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027548651730958466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3JVq-II/AAAAAAAAAAU/YywvYNOreLU/s320/Ho+ho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cute aint she..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3JVq-HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sEjVHUKeGy4/s1600-h/Charm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027548651730958450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVw3JVq-HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sEjVHUKeGy4/s320/Charm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzH5Vq-NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OKdbH4Kxxv8/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027551138517022930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzH5Vq-NI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OKdbH4Kxxv8/s320/Image059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;She started to roCk~ haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzIJVq-QI/AAAAAAAAABo/hO-oK01rB1E/s1600-h/Image(893).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027551142811990274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzIJVq-QI/AAAAAAAAABo/hO-oK01rB1E/s320/Image(893).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzIJVq-OI/AAAAAAAAABY/OsCoxZ2NTho/s1600-h/zion+JUN26+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027551142811990242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzIJVq-OI/AAAAAAAAABY/OsCoxZ2NTho/s320/zion+JUN26+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when she feels bored......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzIJVq-PI/AAAAAAAAABg/MvgdkCEUD8A/s1600-h/Image(973).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027551142811990258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcVzIJVq-PI/AAAAAAAAABg/MvgdkCEUD8A/s320/Image(973).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she'd take out a stick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV1LZVq-SI/AAAAAAAAACM/kGJIT0a2Y0w/s1600-h/IMAGE_00301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027553397669820706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV1LZVq-SI/AAAAAAAAACM/kGJIT0a2Y0w/s320/IMAGE_00301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027553397669820722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV1LZVq-TI/AAAAAAAAACU/0FPVaRRi8jU/s320/IMAGE_00303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she'll start to rock again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV1LpVq-UI/AAAAAAAAACc/omK32xyMQuI/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027553401964788034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV1LpVq-UI/AAAAAAAAACc/omK32xyMQuI/s320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV16JVq-WI/AAAAAAAAACs/3ERH007jE5o/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027554200828705122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV16JVq-WI/AAAAAAAAACs/3ERH007jE5o/s320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy told her not to smoke on the bed..&lt;br /&gt;so she got down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4v5Vq-YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G_EUosRY-ko/s1600-h/no+smokg+on+bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027557323269929346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4v5Vq-YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G_EUosRY-ko/s320/no+smokg+on+bed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV1LpVq-VI/AAAAAAAAACk/EQHfCNpPtO8/s1600-h/no+smokg+on+bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she was angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV90JVq-hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TBbYYuzceiU/s1600-h/DSCF0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027562893842512402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV90JVq-hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TBbYYuzceiU/s320/DSCF0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she showed her monkey face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4wJVq-ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/prYrQQ7nSII/s1600-h/DSCF0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027557327564896658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4wJVq-ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/prYrQQ7nSII/s320/DSCF0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4w5Vq-bI/AAAAAAAAADU/22GHoHH4qrQ/s1600-h/DSCF0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027557340449798578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4w5Vq-bI/AAAAAAAAADU/22GHoHH4qrQ/s320/DSCF0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4wZVq-aI/AAAAAAAAADM/4lurNDw0x_Y/s1600-h/DSCF0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027557331859863970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV4wZVq-aI/AAAAAAAAADM/4lurNDw0x_Y/s320/DSCF0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went talk to her bear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6c5Vq-cI/AAAAAAAAADc/2nS8tWgSzJw/s1600-h/IMAGE_00241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027559195875670466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6c5Vq-cI/AAAAAAAAADc/2nS8tWgSzJw/s320/IMAGE_00241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6c5Vq-dI/AAAAAAAAADk/_dxlqAJ3xnM/s1600-h/IMAGE_00245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027559195875670482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6c5Vq-dI/AAAAAAAAADk/_dxlqAJ3xnM/s320/IMAGE_00245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6dJVq-eI/AAAAAAAAADs/FPrcXHYzgV8/s1600-h/IMAGE_00234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027559200170637794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6dJVq-eI/AAAAAAAAADs/FPrcXHYzgV8/s320/IMAGE_00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6dZVq-gI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4CwkRtS2mLM/s1600-h/IMAGE_00236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027559204465605122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6dZVq-gI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4CwkRtS2mLM/s320/IMAGE_00236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6dJVq-fI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JU9Ho03BQMA/s1600-h/IMAGE_00230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027559200170637810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV6dJVq-fI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JU9Ho03BQMA/s320/IMAGE_00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she prayed asking for powers to talk to animals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LZVq-kI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EZQUkG49Wng/s1600-h/DSCF0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027564392786098754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LZVq-kI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EZQUkG49Wng/s320/DSCF0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it din't really work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LJVq-iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/krQ02DNVpFE/s1600-h/pic077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027564388491131426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LJVq-iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/krQ02DNVpFE/s320/pic077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;so.. she went back and prayed harder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LpVq-mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FpBvQRpShKY/s1600-h/DSCF0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027564397081066082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LpVq-mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FpBvQRpShKY/s320/DSCF0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think this time,&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it worked.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LJVq-jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GA3DFNp2nxc/s1600-h/pic078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027564388491131442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LJVq-jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GA3DFNp2nxc/s320/pic078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's happy.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LZVq-lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LDKL5inIrEU/s1600-h/DSCF0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027564392786098770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcV_LZVq-lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LDKL5inIrEU/s320/DSCF0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mummy brought qian hui out..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCbZVq-nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DsS64my32Vg/s1600-h/DSCF0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027567966198889074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCbZVq-nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DsS64my32Vg/s320/DSCF0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brothers brought qian hui out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCcZVq-rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3_an5kEKyXM/s1600-h/DSCF0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027567983378758322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCcZVq-rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3_an5kEKyXM/s320/DSCF0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kiddies palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCbpVq-oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ShAQbHz57sI/s1600-h/IMAGE_00211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027567970493856386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCbpVq-oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ShAQbHz57sI/s320/IMAGE_00211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCbpVq-pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UYAgilRJKWg/s1600-h/IMAGE_00210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027567970493856402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UhL-dJORnnM/RcWCbpVq-pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UYAgilRJKWg/s320/IMAGE_00210.jpg" border="0" 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type='text'>challet - part 2</title><content type='html'>to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember it was kinda late..&lt;br /&gt;still i decided to see hunny back home.. although i know my chances of getting the last train home would be 35% only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....&lt;br /&gt;i think we took a train.. followed by the bus to her place..&lt;br /&gt;i dont really rememer what happen on the journey, anyway..&lt;br /&gt;since its not the point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to loiter at 7/11 to get myself something to eat.. the bus was noowhere in sight..&lt;br /&gt;when i was going to pay up.. the bus zoomed off the bus stop! darn..&lt;br /&gt;i waited so freakin' long for the next one..&lt;br /&gt;and when when when i arrived......... the train... LAST TRAIN just left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... sigh i walked here and there.. and i even tried asking the taxi uncle to take me home for half the usual price.. 10 dollars instead of 20 after midnight charge.. from cck to amk..&lt;br /&gt;CCK and AMK only two words apart ma.. one word 10 dollars mae..&lt;br /&gt;(okae nvm, if you dont get me lOl)&lt;br /&gt;i sat on the flight of stairs beside the taxi, trying to act like i really needed the ride home.. well i really needed that ride..&lt;br /&gt;he kept looking at me and turning away..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) He dint pick me up..&lt;br /&gt;someone else came and he just went off.. idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the money to go back...but iidint wanna waste it..&lt;br /&gt;in the end.. Hunny, decided i should sneak into her house.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-1433332815190199830?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/1433332815190199830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=1433332815190199830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/1433332815190199830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/1433332815190199830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2007/02/challet-part-2.html' title='challet - part 2'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-116689052338462218</id><published>2006-12-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:16:56.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6649/2360/1600/683863/eLynapauL2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6649/2360/320/561600/eLynapauL2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Hunny!!&lt;/span&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/33062565-116689052338462218?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/116689052338462218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=116689052338462218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/116689052338462218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/116689052338462218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-anniversary-hunny.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-116681940517129119</id><published>2006-12-23T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:37:34.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>challet..</title><content type='html'>thursday.. finally after so many days of not seeing you..&lt;br /&gt;we went challet together.&lt;br /&gt;hunny's secondary school friends had organised another meet up to keep everyone together.&lt;br /&gt;i tagged along with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i was'nt quite at all happy at first.. after all the absence.. and suddenly a challet with hunny. Was wondering why did you seem so eager to go for your friend's challet after that..&lt;br /&gt;i felt like you wanted to see someone so badly or something because you were like looking here and there keeping a lookout for your friends..&lt;br /&gt;had totally no idea what you were thinking..&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.. you kept talking bout them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up as early as 8 that that morning, i dint wanna be late.&lt;br /&gt;rushed downstairs to get my hair wax..&lt;br /&gt;and at 8:30 i took a shower.. prepare myself and at 9.30 i was suppose to leave..&lt;br /&gt;i wasted some time around and left at near 10am.&lt;br /&gt;train to cck was 30 or 40 mins journey from amk.. i saw it from the plattform and was wondering if its really that quick..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached cck at 10:37 i think i and took bus 300 to hunny's house downstairs..&lt;br /&gt;waited till 11:15 and hunny finally appeared..&lt;br /&gt;*the time to meet with her friends changed from 11am to 1.45pm and was informed at 11:0somthingam*&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.. i felt alright still.. thinking i could have slept a little more..&lt;br /&gt;so we went jurong point.. to buy famous amos.. funny..&lt;br /&gt;okae took bus and reached quite quickly..&lt;br /&gt;we went to have our lunch at the food court opposite the arcade..&lt;br /&gt;bought pineapple rich with chicken leg while hunny took the baked rich with black pepper chicken..&lt;br /&gt;someone halfway go pang sai..&lt;br /&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to arcade after that.. and famous amos.. and in the end.. we went by ourselves to pasir ris instead of meeting up with the rest..&lt;br /&gt;had a little nap in the train.. i could'nt even sleep properly.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;train kept jerking and had nothing to lie properly on..&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were extreamely tired when reached challet..&lt;br /&gt;and i dint want to sleep there..&lt;br /&gt;*one piece of meat lying in the middle of the room with all strangers beside?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;i laid on my laps a few mins .. here and there.. awhile on the corner awhile on the back of the bed.. i really needed the nap.. i was just too tired..&lt;br /&gt;quite frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to cycling..&lt;br /&gt;it woke me up although i was really tired..&lt;br /&gt;we went to the maze&lt;br /&gt;we climbed the red coloured rope (red pyramid) to the top together at the playground..&lt;br /&gt;we snaped a photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back to the room for something to eat..&lt;br /&gt;hunny cooked chiken, pasta and some other stuffs for me..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided that its my turn..&lt;br /&gt;i cooked otah, pasta, and stingray for hunny..&lt;br /&gt;i liked the pasta that we made.. alot gravy with the sour spice taste of bbq sauce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hunny played bejewled and instantly broke the high score on her friend's laptop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was getting late..&lt;br /&gt;9:37pm i think..&lt;br /&gt;we started to make our way out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we hold hands together.. surrounded by the serenity of the clear dark sky with the moon glowing..&lt;br /&gt;i was enjoying it quietly..&lt;br /&gt;wondering by myself.. how often do we get to see the skies this way together..&lt;br /&gt;when will the next time be..&lt;br /&gt;i dint really say a word..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to keep the peaceful and calm moment for as long as we could..&lt;br /&gt;hoping to enjoy it this way.. forever i hope it could be this way..&lt;br /&gt;i cherish this moment with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-116681940517129119?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33062565.post-115876146599456524</id><published>2006-09-20T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:18:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top 15</title><content type='html'>i woKe up this morning and i started Killing In Counter-strike immediately.. From rank 1000+,&lt;br /&gt;to the Top 15 List! madness..&lt;br /&gt;when i stopped, it was already 2PM like that lOl.. how long did i played.....&lt;br /&gt;lots of stupid team killers. well, killed them back.. ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/1600/IMAGE_00393.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/200/IMAGE_00393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/1600/IMAGE_00394.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/200/IMAGE_00394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intended to go to the gym this morning.. thn to the poolside to tann myself.&lt;br /&gt;arGh.&lt;br /&gt;in the end rot at home again..&lt;br /&gt;im getting more and more "unfit"&lt;br /&gt;skinny even when i eat. I think Im really growing tapeworms inside there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about this blogging thing, sometimes, just really really feel sick to bloG cus of the logging in and all..&lt;br /&gt;thinking of it, "ahzz, nevermind, another day." and then forget everything..&lt;br /&gt;the "Posting" page looks so plain i can really get bored..&lt;br /&gt;if only we can change its layout..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-115876146599456524?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/115876146599456524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=115876146599456524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/115876146599456524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/115876146599456524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2006/09/top-15.html' title='top 15'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-115860197899465958</id><published>2006-09-19T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T01:52:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking the ruLes</title><content type='html'>to outram, SGH.&lt;br /&gt;after SeeIng hunny off i went to BOON LAY!&lt;br /&gt;woodlands to outram to boon lay.. well.. but i'd nothing to do until 6PM!&lt;br /&gt;waited for quite a long time to play my game at the arcade but never got the chance...&lt;br /&gt;nevermind&lt;br /&gt;wasting time, i got alot alot of time.. so i went to the opposite arcade.. it costs more over the there..&lt;br /&gt;and thn.. also renewed my memory card ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/1600/IMAGE_00389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/200/IMAGE_00389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;its 430PM after playing.. i spent so much already..&lt;br /&gt;I proceeded to the MRT station. before that i bought a squid wrap, a paper chicken( today's taste like shyt), and a seafood spring roll and a honey milk tea.. seems alot for lunch.. not really.&lt;br /&gt;anyway while i was walking to the last cabin...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS! i saw......&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/320/IMAGE_00384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6649/2360/320/IMAGE_00385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lOlz! he looked at me .. i looked at him..&lt;br /&gt;he looked at my food.. then he turned away..&lt;br /&gt;mUha! lovely man, don't wanna even warn me.&lt;br /&gt;well.. i saw him and i purposely walked forward as if nothing's wrong.. of course not touching the food..&lt;br /&gt;thn i placed the food and drink BESIDE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;and i sang "ge qian" with my nice sore throat..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oKae~ next stop.. ang mo kio.. i reached at 530 like that and called my friends. oO still at home!&lt;br /&gt;so i toured the whole ang mo kio central! everything's changed.. those i wanna see (shops), all gone away..&lt;br /&gt;used to stay over there with grandparents and aunty when i was in primary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Volleyball training was... not too bad.. after so long of not playing.. well, still bad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after training, met hunny again.. see her home.. and thn i went home..&lt;br /&gt;think she's angry.. that i dint call her.. =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okae.. mother's kpkb-ing already..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-115860197899465958?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/115860197899465958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=115860197899465958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/115860197899465958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/115860197899465958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2006/09/breaking-rules.html' title='Breaking the ruLes'/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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-33062565.post-115846943072028574</id><published>2006-09-17T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:03:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's Sunday.. Somehow, im just going to stay at home;&lt;br /&gt;and finish this bloG thinG up..&lt;br /&gt;i've found this skin.. kind cool.. but the music.. i wanna host my own ones.. so someone please teach me how to do it -.-&lt;br /&gt;till im done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33062565-115846943072028574?l=languor-eppaul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/feeds/115846943072028574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33062565&amp;postID=115846943072028574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/115846943072028574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33062565/posts/default/115846943072028574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://languor-eppaul.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>ePpauL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918044170226283966</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>
