<?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-247310574840607490</id><updated>2012-01-24T22:31:06.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>endlessly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247310574840607490.post-4029891293632159252</id><published>2009-08-01T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:36:52.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times we spent together on those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;all about our lives&lt;br /&gt;and when we got to New York everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together were not enough&lt;br /&gt;and it used to feel like dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you here now would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt; I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt; And every night I miss you I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-4029891293632159252?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/4029891293632159252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=4029891293632159252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4029891293632159252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4029891293632159252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/08/tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-841843319168466754</id><published>2009-06-28T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:16:36.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well... i cant wait for commencement.&lt;br /&gt;ytd, meng asked: will you treat someone as your good friend even if she doesnt treat you as one? his question rly strucked me. come to think of it, i dont know how many true friends i have. friends who u  can share your worries and all; friends who sincerely care about your well-being and will not ignore you no matter what; friends who will stay by your side or give you a ring when you're feeling so down. i dont think i have many true friends, which is kinda sad. but well, maybe it doesnt matter because you dont need to have so many friends. but then again, isn't it sad when your friends do not have time for you when you need someone?&lt;br /&gt;meng says he doesnt understand women. frankly speaking, i dont understand women too. :/ weird creatures are we.&lt;br /&gt;ytd went to sit the bumper boat at sg river.its not that fantastic afterall..a pity we missed the ndp preview's fireworks...:( i still love fireworks... clarke quay at night is so pretty(:&lt;br /&gt;my newfound love..baking!(: wheeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-841843319168466754?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/841843319168466754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=841843319168466754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/841843319168466754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/841843319168466754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-3862301793085773706</id><published>2009-06-22T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:39:50.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is sooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;ah meng the gorilla rly made me seem like an idiot laughing in front of the com.&lt;br /&gt;me: ask wil and sw when are they free&lt;br /&gt;ah meng: wil and sw sun u free or not? (he literally typed this to me on msn)&lt;br /&gt;me: i say ask THEM, im not them&lt;br /&gt;ah meng SMSed me: them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the feeling of sitting by the bay, looking out to the sea. damn pretty and refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;i saw jp that day. reminds me some unhappy stuff. if this friendship or r/s means so little to you, then i'll also not give a damn. because true friends stay with you till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna continue with my daily jog! we're all becoming so unfit after entering uni...:( and oh pls do not let time pass so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3862301793085773706?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3862301793085773706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-247310574840607490.post-7057291146097271353</id><published>2009-06-11T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:51:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the break has been good i guess. not much idling. but well not much free time for myself either.&lt;br /&gt;well tomorrow is my last day there. a mix of happiness and sadness. :( more time for myself, but no more hugs from them...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel really tired of whats happening.  dont know what to do. dont feel lk switching on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the feeling of not sleeping the whole night, cos the next morning, your mind will feel really groggggy, your eyes become swollen, you become really stoney. so now i cant imagine how cheSS camp will be like. 2 hrs of slp per day? and theres like night cycling..means no sleep? dont know if there will be dxo, but its gonna be really tiring.that means complexion will get worse and eyes become smaller due to the lack of sleep sia. but still, im looking forward to lotsa fun before sem starts. oh man..i dun wan sem to start. 1 year of torture? i need lotsa motivation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-7057291146097271353?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/7057291146097271353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=7057291146097271353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/7057291146097271353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sleep...hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man wenjie is so cuteee! he came and hug me from the back lk im a tree...then cling on to me for q some time..then brattily sat down.aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some time for myself. to recharge, to think, to make myself grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-7361689017752499608?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/7361689017752499608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=7361689017752499608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/7361689017752499608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/7361689017752499608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/06/hohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-939146146357180176</id><published>2009-06-05T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:55:48.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really sucks to be &lt;em&gt;down &lt;/em&gt;there.:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only things can turn out the way i want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yz says i have the privilege to make the call, not the other way round. but those are not what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let time pass slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to fix you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-939146146357180176?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/939146146357180176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=939146146357180176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/939146146357180176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/939146146357180176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-really-sucks-to-be-down-there.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-2741664598873529378</id><published>2009-05-20T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:50:39.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder what keeps friendships going. is it that special chemistry? then how temporal is it? how long will it last?&lt;br /&gt;friends drift apart after some time, even if they were so very close to you. how sad. you hoped to return to the past. but well..suddenly you feel so foreign to a group of friends. you look at their photos, feeling so distant from them. you feel that you arent that significant afterall. isnt it weird?&lt;br /&gt;true friends are those who try to maintain the r/s with u, or those whom u noe u'll still remain as close no matter how long you havent met each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for the  friends who stayed. those, whom i believe will stay till the very end with me. those who were there for me when i was down. like dear wy who rushed down to meet me the day when i broke down a couple of mths ago. to those who  are leaving for overseas prog, i'll miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2741664598873529378?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2741664598873529378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2741664598873529378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ate like nothing happening. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;kids can be rly adorable and sweet..some girls are really gentle! i like! if im a guy i'll like gentle girls. lk huiqi, she talks in a gentle and sweet voice.. she was asking  "jiejie, you got bf rite.. so pretty sure have one"... kids (i mean girls in general) are rly adorable.. they lie bluff or whatever to get ur attention... so naive and cute...hahhas. i prefer girls to boys, still. boys can get rly rly irritating.&lt;br /&gt;hais. i really dont want 29th to come..having some weird feelings. :( i know i shdnt worry too much. but i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;so glad i met up with dear wy ytd! hope she can settle her stuff soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-10901425099702758?l=h0shik0.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-247310574840607490.post-4279848375613251855</id><published>2009-05-10T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:55:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hols!</title><content type='html'>RAR super angry. blogger ate up my long post. screams!&lt;br /&gt;hais. i have decided to do it. its so scary! but better to put it to an end asap. i am sorry. 拖拖拉拉不是很痛苦吗？&lt;br /&gt;ytd was fun! went shopping with juans and ah meng! as usual ah meng was so super gentlemanly. help us carry all our stuff.. then he treated to yuan yang with pearls! then koi came to pass me the notes ltr. as usual, ah meng did the honour of carrying it. then he treated to movie! wolverine! thank you man! juans says woa a good catch ah. i totally agree! thumbs up for him! a man who doesnt mind spending on his friends and probably gf.&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion, a good guy need not pay for the girl's meal. but a gentlemanly guy should offer to pay; but the girl shouldnt accept the offer since the guy isnt working as well.. its the act of being gentlemanly tt matters i guess?&lt;br /&gt;then went over to jc's hse to stayover! a pity its kinda late so cldnt talk much...:/ looking forward to more fun tmr! yays! im sick of working alr. rarr. looking forward to freshman orientation camp! whee!&lt;br /&gt;better train man.. or else i'll put on weight... lazy me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-4279848375613251855?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/4279848375613251855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=4279848375613251855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4279848375613251855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4279848375613251855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/05/hols.html' title='hols!'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-9216126849234059537</id><published>2009-05-08T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:34:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sia la.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know how to handle this kinda things. sometimes when you dont have it, you long for it. but when u get it, u dont want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling ever so guilty for making you disappointed. rarrr.siansian. &lt;em&gt;why. im still the undecisive me. i dont know i dont know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with &lt;em&gt;ah meng&lt;/em&gt; on the phone. and idiot him remind me of it and ma. i dont want 29 may to come seriously. cant imagine going through this so many many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok glad hols will be a packed and fun filled one! wheeee. dont let time pass so fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-9216126849234059537?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/9216126849234059537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=9216126849234059537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/9216126849234059537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/9216126849234059537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/05/sia-la.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-3204674645407106967</id><published>2009-05-07T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:07:57.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im losing my voice. shouted too much. :(&lt;br /&gt;kenderick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. really grateful for all that you've done. maybe im too selfish nia. i still want to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;dont let 29 may come. im scared! sulks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3204674645407106967?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3204674645407106967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=3204674645407106967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3204674645407106967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3204674645407106967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-losing-my-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-2959349137320534053</id><published>2009-05-06T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:01:15.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots! im a happy woman now. i promise to make the best use of this hols.&lt;br /&gt;ok i signed up for ogl! woots! funfunfun. maybe will try bizcom next sem. ok i like the freedom i have now. i dont want any changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, i woke up with my PL sch creed in mind.&lt;br /&gt;I would be pure for there are those who care&lt;br /&gt;I would be strong for there is much to suffer&lt;br /&gt;Iwould be brave for there is much to dare&lt;br /&gt;Iwould be friend of all - the foe, the friendless&lt;br /&gt;I would be giving and forget the gift&lt;br /&gt;I would be humble, for I know myweakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise how meaningful it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kids are damn noisy and rebellious! rarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i like kenderick! charismatic boy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am responsible for my life. I will make myself happy! i will stay strong. persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说你能为我改变，但可惜我做不到。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2959349137320534053?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2959349137320534053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2959349137320534053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2959349137320534053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2959349137320534053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/05/woots-im-happy-woman-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8002656182454548334</id><published>2009-04-01T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:36:09.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakbreak</title><content type='html'>finally.cn test is over.but more impt exams coming up...tsk.&lt;br /&gt;kboxing tmr. sian. im  gonna miss it again.&lt;br /&gt;but that means my break's coming! whee. and i seriously cant wait for dear jc to come nus. eat lunch tgt, go home tgt.wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;and i rly regret helping paul take the dinner and dance publicity video. jiaming says i &lt;em&gt;chu1 ming2&lt;/em&gt; le.crap man. so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;hais.i really dont know what to tell you. i find that this  is going no where. i dont want to answer any questions. i cant think. my mind is filled with cn1111 and 'beloved' clapeyron. and i dont know. i need a break. really. i need a kit kat. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8002656182454548334?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8002656182454548334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=8002656182454548334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8002656182454548334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8002656182454548334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/04/breakbreak.html' title='breakbreak'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-2001810480892903947</id><published>2009-03-14T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:21:36.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently, im getting really affected by the emotion of others.&lt;br /&gt;im just so sad to see others sad.&lt;br /&gt;i understand how he really feels.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you just cant get what you want in life. but you have to move on.&lt;br /&gt;just cant wait for my long break and i can really go on a holiday! whee. do whatever i like! wheees! forget all the worldly affairs!&lt;br /&gt;volleyball! makes me excited!yayyy. press on for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps, boxing and guzheng just dont go together. i just hope things remain as it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2001810480892903947?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2001810480892903947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2001810480892903947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2001810480892903947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2001810480892903947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/03/recently-im-getting-really-affected-by.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-1511104519266208086</id><published>2009-03-11T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:16:39.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>telling myself to hang on push on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to regret..theres like so many things i wished they didnt happen. wish i can stop the clock. wish i can reconsider all my choices and decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps im still not ready yet. things always happen when i dont want them to happen. i need more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-1511104519266208086?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/1511104519266208086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=1511104519266208086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/1511104519266208086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/1511104519266208086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/03/telling-myself-to-hang-on-push-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8205957015346691524</id><published>2009-03-07T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:49:57.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>oh man. i really wish i have a time machine.so i can rewind and replay the happy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who did well, congrats...for those who didnt do as well, I guess its alright? Work harder in the next stage? Studies dont determine how successful you are in life. Whats most important is that you do you best i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i realised i have a different perspective in life now. Sometimes i feel really tired of everything. really. sometimes i really envy others for what they have. but well..there are like so many pple more unfortunate than me, so many pple who didnt even have the chance to see tomorrow, why then, should i complain and feel sad over so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres someone i really wish to thank here. thank you for being there for me when I most needed someone. you stayed by me, listened to me when others left or have forgotten about me. if not for you, i may long have given up already. im sure you know who you are cos i've thanked you so many many times! thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8205957015346691524?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8205957015346691524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-247310574840607490.post-5694534964517561383</id><published>2009-01-07T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:52:11.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to differentiate between..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;how true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;喜歡和愛咫尺千里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你喜歡一個人時，你想和他在一起，因為他會帶給你快樂；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開後，你會想念，想著想著就會笑，然後繼續你平靜的生活，並期待著與他再一次重逢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;當你愛一個人時，你想和他在一起，那是一種牽腸掛肚的捨不得，怕他受委屈，怕他不能好好照顧自己；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開後，你也會想念，想著想著歎一口氣，'不知他現在過的怎樣？'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後你繼續你平靜的生活，希望他早日回到你身邊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你喜歡的人在你眼中是天使，無所不能，他總會滿足你的任性的要求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;你愛的人在你眼中是孩子，傻傻的，你不期望他做出什麼'好事'來，只一味縱容他那些讓人哭笑不得的舉動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你會希望你喜歡的人陪著你，然而你心中想的可能是你愛的人；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;你會希望陪在你愛的人身邊，看他在你面前睡得如此安逸甜美毫不設防的樣子，你會微笑，會覺得好幸福。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你喜歡的人傷害了你，你會生氣，並且一定要讓他哄著騙著逗你笑你才原諒他；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;你愛的人傷害了你，你只會獨自傷心，因為你怕對他大吼大叫會嚇著他，你憂傷地微笑著，看著他的眼睛，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一旦發現他的眼裡流露出歉意和悔恨，你會立即心疼地摟他在懷裡，那一刻，你也是幸福的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你可以同時喜歡很多人，你會希望和很多人在一起，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但也許很多年後你才發現，原來你愛的就只有那麼一個，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就那麼一個，怎麼都不會變，你以為把他忘記了，其實只是忙的沒空想起而已，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對於你喜歡的人，你關注的是他的優點；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;對於你愛的人，你關注的是他的缺點，並且，那些缺點如果無關原則的話，它們在你眼裡是可愛的，獨一無二的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡和愛其實只有一紙之隔，任何愛都從喜歡開始，當有天你突然發現，你喜歡的那個人在你眼中不再完美，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而他的瑕疵正如月中的桂影一般讓你更加依依不捨，你會覺得與他光彩照人的一面相比，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你更願意看他在你面前無助的表情，不知道是不是應該祝賀你，總之，你的感情昇華了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and love story is just so fantasy! bring me away from reality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the part i like soo muchh.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's a love story baby, just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5694534964517561383?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5694534964517561383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5694534964517561383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5694534964517561383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5694534964517561383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-differentiate-between.html' title='to differentiate between..'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-5607996371216191549</id><published>2009-01-05T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:56:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love story (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony of summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights, &lt;br /&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You say hello&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet cause we're dead if they know&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;And I was begging you please don't go and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real, &lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes, oh, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad you'll pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5607996371216191549?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247310574840607490.post-7104385005128599404</id><published>2009-01-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:05:31.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>momo is sick! :( too much heaty stuff. and momo must put on some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will look forward! and go fishing soon!hahas. only i have the ability to make myself happy! and i will! friends can spend time with us, but ultimately we decide our mood. and i wun rely on those "friends" again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love myself! whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-7104385005128599404?l=h0shik0.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-247310574840607490.post-5408952645707949990</id><published>2009-01-02T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:28:06.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我累了。。&lt;br /&gt;十年的友谊如果说放弃的话我实在不甘愿。但我真的真的累了。如果你们也不在乎我又何必管这么多。&lt;br /&gt;发生了这么多，可能我会变得更坚强。&lt;br /&gt;不能原谅的是，在我最低落的时候，你选择放弃我，让我一个人去面对所有的问题。但也要感谢你如此的果断，让我清楚地明白，你对我的感觉可能已经淡得像白开水一般，放手可能就是是最佳的解脱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会变得更坚强。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5408952645707949990?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5408952645707949990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>listening to ys's blog song makes me emo..a new year a new beginning. baby, i shall go fishing soon!*winks. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes it really makes me wonder, how can she possibly forget everything so quickly. is she really that superb.&lt;br /&gt;momo is freaking .... cannot like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-7463999769673313009?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/7463999769673313009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=7463999769673313009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/7463999769673313009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/7463999769673313009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/listening-to-yss-blog-song-makes-me-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-7240162564213806673</id><published>2008-12-24T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:19:12.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long since i ate so much.my stomach's not gettin used to it. its christmas already. :/ soon my agony's gonna start. sobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a merry merry christmas. n i chatted with jc till 2am this morning. and im not getting enough sleep.  its been so long since i chatted so long on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LK asked whether i regretted the decision i made 2 yrs ago.he joked that maybe i shd have taken the alternative.but well i dont think i ever regretted. &lt;br /&gt;i was happy.thank you for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my family, beloved friends, and you: merry christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-7240162564213806673?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/7240162564213806673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=7240162564213806673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;slow down.i dont want to start school.dont want to have sleepless nights over exams.dont want to repeat this process 10 times.i dont want to feel lonely.i dont want to feel as if no one cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;S.O.S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5378243232578288263?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5378243232578288263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5378243232578288263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5378243232578288263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5378243232578288263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-it-just-gets-so-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-3225284560435552303</id><published>2008-12-23T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:12:44.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>momo.buck up.&lt;br /&gt;2008 hasnt been a good year. hoping for a happier 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3225284560435552303?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3225284560435552303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=3225284560435552303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3225284560435552303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3225284560435552303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/momo.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-3595385697057692890</id><published>2008-12-21T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:38:39.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so loved suddenly.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3595385697057692890?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3595385697057692890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=3595385697057692890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3595385697057692890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3595385697057692890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world-i-feel-so-loved-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-5130134269198759050</id><published>2008-12-20T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:42:35.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby, thanks a lot!(: you made my day. rly envy you lei, always seem so smiley! and ya, i'll be like liru man. i really wish i can. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ah, jinghan's mom said i lost weight.  jan says so too. havent stood on the weighing machine for ages.bahh. but well, took lotsa calories today. and baby, gym! cant be lazy anymore! &lt;br /&gt;its been so long! everybody's busy...zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5130134269198759050?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5130134269198759050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5130134269198759050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5130134269198759050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5130134269198759050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-thanks-lot-you-made-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-1317074954290569714</id><published>2008-12-18T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:14:13.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>secondhand serenade's why(:&lt;br /&gt;take that's patience (:&lt;br /&gt;jonas bro's love bug sounds cute!hoho.&lt;br /&gt;taylor swift's love story(:(:&lt;br /&gt;why is time passing so fast.rar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-5161715240882088722</id><published>2008-12-17T12:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:46:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Air Liquide international internship programme. sounds totally enticing. to France, Paris. whoa. allowance provided. :/ probably i should take a break from the world? i should sign up yea? i hope i can make it mans. hope it will not be too tough. oh i need a companion too. shucks. &lt;br /&gt;oh no. 23rd dont come! :(&lt;br /&gt;jinsy! thanks loads loads!(: i owe you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soot sent me 25 minutes. mltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time I've finally made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;she is the girl and I really want to make her mine&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching everywhere to find her again&lt;br /&gt;to tell her I love her&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry 'bout the things I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find her standing in front of the church&lt;br /&gt;the only place in town where I didn't search&lt;br /&gt;She looks so happy in her weddingdress&lt;br /&gt;but she's crying while she's saying this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Boy I've missed your kisses all the time but this is&lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry your are&lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the wind I'm going home again&lt;br /&gt;wishing me back to the time when we were more than friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I see her in front of the church&lt;br /&gt;the only place in town where I didn't search&lt;br /&gt;She looked so happy in her weddingdress&lt;br /&gt;but she cryed while she was saying this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Boy I've missed your kisses all the time but this is&lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry your are&lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the streets&lt;br /&gt;places where hungry hearts have nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;inside my head&lt;br /&gt;still I can hear the words she said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Boy I've missed your kisses all the time but this is&lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry your are&lt;br /&gt;twentyfive minutes too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear her say.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i like their vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soot sent me &lt;em&gt;gotta be &lt;em&gt;somebody.nickelback.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can´t give up! &lt;br /&gt;When you're Lookin´ for a diamond in the rough &lt;br /&gt;Because you never know when it shows up &lt;br /&gt;Make sure you´re holdin` on &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it could be the one, the one you´re waiting on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised im starting to be like soot.listening to eng music.hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5161715240882088722?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5161715240882088722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5161715240882088722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5161715240882088722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5161715240882088722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/air-liquide-international-internship.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-7927196621581969209</id><published>2008-12-15T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:20:45.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly recalled these songs while sorting the stuff on my hp..all time favs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coldplay. &lt;br /&gt;fix you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home, &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones, &lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;Fall For You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, but hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold on to your words 'cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight when you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-7927196621581969209?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/7927196621581969209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=7927196621581969209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/7927196621581969209'/><link 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gym soon! aand..fun soon! winks!&lt;br /&gt;crap. 1 more week to 23rd....I DONT WANT! less than 1 month to what schrodinger equation, what rutherford's backscattering and what programming with matlab. worst of all labs.calorimeter? whats that man.hahas. yea, i like physics but i cant imagine myself doing computing stuff. really. argh. how i wish i can just slack my life away. without worrying about scoring well or not. i dont want to get back to the dog-eat-dog world. &lt;br /&gt;i wish im in 2007. at least im a totally carefree person on 15 dec. happy person. nothing to worry about. nothing to be sad about. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momo has to work hard soon mans.&lt;br /&gt;momo jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5183768871155984123?l=h0shik0.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-247310574840607490.post-5145007240782674002</id><published>2008-12-14T11:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:15:27.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Maybe he had loved her too much, feeling that he was unable to get her close enough; that so long as she remained a separate person, he could get to know her only so well. And because the core of her would always remain elusive, threatening to slip away, he'd switched course and faded away to protect himself from the loss, his voice breaking up, over and out, like a pilot's adrift in space."&lt;br /&gt;-man walks into a room&lt;br /&gt;hmm saw this at pei's blog.hmm nice nice.triggers some thinking huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarr.it took so much courage...i just kept working on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jinsy, thanks for being there all the time! its really nice to have people to talk to when you're down, someone to lean on when you're just about to give up, someone to support you in whatever decisions you made, someone to pei you when you're bored. &lt;3! and thanks to wuyue yanru jiahui jm and whoever who really cared. u dun nd to have 100s of friends. a few close ones will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;mayday's 突然好想你 is so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so apt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5145007240782674002?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5145007240782674002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5145007240782674002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5145007240782674002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5145007240782674002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/rarr.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-5806023285544857689</id><published>2008-12-13T18:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:07:32.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. another post for today. how come i seem to be losing interest in shopping le. shop a while then sian diao. hmm probably i never liked it...cos im always restricting myself from spending? no point buying so much also. it seems so long since i caught up with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;thanks koi..&lt;br /&gt;hmm this mayday song is like really nice. haha can go yanru's blog to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;突然好想你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月天&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;词曲:阿信 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕空气突然安静&lt;br /&gt;最怕朋友突然的关心&lt;br /&gt;最怕回忆 突然翻滚绞痛着 不平息&lt;br /&gt;最怕突然 听到你的消息&lt;br /&gt;想念如果会有声音&lt;br /&gt;不愿那是悲伤的哭泣&lt;br /&gt;事到如今 终于让自己属于 我自己&lt;br /&gt;只剩眼泪 还骗不过自己&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你 你会在哪里&lt;br /&gt;过得快乐或委屈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;突然好想你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;突然锋利的回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;突然模糊的眼睛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们像一首最美丽的歌曲 变成两部悲伤的电影&lt;br /&gt;为什么你 带我走过最难忘的旅行&lt;br /&gt;然后留下 最痛的纪念品&lt;br /&gt;我们 那么甜那么美那么相信 那么疯那么热烈的曾经&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;为何我们还是要奔向各自的幸福和遗憾中老去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;突然好想你&lt;br /&gt;你会在哪里&lt;br /&gt;过得快乐或委屈&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你&lt;br /&gt;突然锋利的回忆&lt;br /&gt;突然模糊的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;最怕空气突然安静&lt;br /&gt;最怕朋友突然的关心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;最怕回忆 突然翻滚绞痛着 不平息&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕突然 听到你的消息&lt;br /&gt;最怕此生 已经决心自己过 没有你&lt;br /&gt;却又突然 听到你的消息 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;momo must buck up le. momo is afraid of the coming of 23rd. :( momo should stop emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, momo wants to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5806023285544857689?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5806023285544857689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5806023285544857689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5806023285544857689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5806023285544857689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-402075487977786802</id><published>2008-12-13T10:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:12:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now or never</title><content type='html'>James blunt's i really want you sounds nice. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya. probably im just foolish.but i just did what i wanted. now or never.&lt;br /&gt;bon jovi.its my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's now or never &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ain't gonna live forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart is like an open highway &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like Frankie said I did it my way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;lifehouse.Days go by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So all the memories fade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the days go by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget the lonely yesterdays in mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's never gonna be the way you like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you don't wanna think about the endlessness you find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wait forever blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting so ex. no mood to spend..&lt;br /&gt;feels so bad to reject outings. ah. koi, dinner some other day ba? jm, k another day ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dogs are sure cute stuff ah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-402075487977786802?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/402075487977786802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=402075487977786802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/402075487977786802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/402075487977786802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-or-never.html' title='now or never'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8696415814485894403</id><published>2008-12-12T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:08:16.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas, a special day. 31dec, another special day. sorry eug, i wont simply spend the special days with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;幸福是要自己争取的。快乐只有自己能给。&lt;br /&gt;好想过一个浪漫的白色圣诞。&lt;br /&gt;唱k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i feel that im the most foolish woman on earth. save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8696415814485894403?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8696415814485894403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=8696415814485894403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8696415814485894403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8696415814485894403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8211984974240629676</id><published>2008-12-11T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:19:24.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;轨迹&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么隐藏我的悲伤&lt;br /&gt;失去你的地方&lt;br /&gt;的发香散的匆忙我已经跟不上&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛还能看见&lt;br /&gt;你离去的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;在月光下一直找寻那想念的身影&lt;br /&gt;如果说分手是痛苦的起点&lt;br /&gt;那在终点之前我愿意再爱一遍&lt;br /&gt;想要对你说的不敢说的爱&lt;br /&gt;会不会有人可以明白我会发着呆&lt;br /&gt;然后忘记你接着紧紧闭上眼&lt;br /&gt;想着那一天会有人代替&lt;br /&gt;让我不再想念你&lt;br /&gt;我会发着呆然后微微笑&lt;br /&gt;接着紧紧闭上眼&lt;br /&gt;回想那一年你温柔的脸&lt;br /&gt;在我忘记之前&lt;br /&gt;心里的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;模糊了视线&lt;br /&gt;你会看不见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会学着放弃你，是因为我太爱你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the friends who loved and cared. you've made me happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8211984974240629676?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8211984974240629676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=8211984974240629676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8211984974240629676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8211984974240629676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-for-friends-who-loved-and-cared.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-1667705323678591078</id><published>2008-12-04T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:27:11.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll be happy if i know what i really want.&lt;br /&gt;am i holding on because im afraid of letting go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-1667705323678591078?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/1667705323678591078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=1667705323678591078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/1667705323678591078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/1667705323678591078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/ill-be-happy-if-i-know-what-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-3244474087619618254</id><published>2008-12-03T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:22:48.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: exams ended.&lt;br /&gt;results coming out on 23rd. :(&lt;br /&gt;xmas coming.but why dont i feel happy.will it be a nice white romantic xmas for me? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3244474087619618254?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3244474087619618254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=3244474087619618254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3244474087619618254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3244474087619618254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/12/exams-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-1298245942687094036</id><published>2008-10-18T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:26:01.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>时间过得好快，好像才刚开学不久，现在又是大考了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在一段恋爱中，女方往往寻找的是什么？是精神寄托吗? 大概是吧。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在你心中的地位是这么的微不足道吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-1298245942687094036?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/1298245942687094036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=1298245942687094036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/1298245942687094036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/1298245942687094036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-4809047502972783647</id><published>2008-10-11T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:50:35.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;where were you i needed you most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;encouragments are all that i need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need some perks man. make me happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no going out for me this weekend. :(&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i have chatted on the phone. with friends and him. its so difficult to meet up with pple. nobody takes the intiative to call or what. is everyone really that busy? i miss the good old days.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-4809047502972783647?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/4809047502972783647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=4809047502972783647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4809047502972783647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4809047502972783647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-were-you-i-needed-you-most.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-2132741103267447721</id><published>2008-10-07T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:34:55.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>amidst everything, i wish there was someone i can talk to..someone to msg.someone who can make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the dilly dally kinda life. ls,wy,syl,sy,wy,jc....people i miss so much.:(  listening to 好心分手reminds me of the harmoc days! rarr.&lt;br /&gt;busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not the same anymore.are we taking things, people for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we go back to the happier days?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2132741103267447721?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2132741103267447721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2132741103267447721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2132741103267447721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2132741103267447721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8583377483339780087</id><published>2008-09-06T09:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:54:51.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rantrant</title><content type='html'>uni is tough.everyday you hear pple complain that they are stressed.they complain, i get stressed up too.the workload(probably due to the graded assignmentsss and whatever commitments to the modules) is so heavy that you cant breathe. people's msn nick go "tutorials, lectures, uni suck". rarr.&lt;br /&gt;please grant me the strength to persevere on. please give me time for more sleep too. mid terms in approximately 3 weeks time.  rarrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8583377483339780087?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8583377483339780087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=8583377483339780087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8583377483339780087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8583377483339780087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/09/rantrant.html' title='rantrant'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-251594427279028478</id><published>2008-08-10T00:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:11:59.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:*(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had a strange encounter on the bus..was yelled at for no obvious reason...sian. and i saw yw n icecream og after watching the fireworks. it seems so long since ive watched the fireworks with you..when can we ever go back to the normal days? probably the honeymoon period is over though i really hope that it can stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bidding is terribly sian.with me being so suay all the way. when can my luck take a turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;had i know i'll hear this, i would not have committed so much into it. :( i feel like a fool cos the commitment's not really reciprocated. it hurts so much you know. its like you equating love to friendship. this is not really the kind of acknowledgement i hope to get from my commitment. what can i hope for now. im still clinging on to what i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-251594427279028478?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/251594427279028478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with soot and we started complaining about life again.hahs.as usual. i havent slack enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought dar will bring me to watch fireworks ytd..but he didnt...:( was kinda disappointed. hope there will be another chance.before uni starts stressing me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well suddenly feel really blessed to have people that really care beside me. like jinci who msged me to console me after i msned her that i didnt get my BSP module. and my darling who is always there for me! love you! thanks to all who really care.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i drop my double degree prog? or should i just wait and see? argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2565691954389965634?l=h0shik0.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-247310574840607490.post-3278379588304094787</id><published>2008-08-01T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T17:46:39.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bidbidbid</title><content type='html'>FINALLY. the bidding has ended..we were seriously super outbidded intially la..so couldnt follow our plan. in the end we had a total change of plan. must consider the exam schedules for both sem1 and 2..the lecture schedules..and have to decide what to take..so many modules to choose from..the prerequisites...blah. woah. almost cant breathe. why cant they just allocate to us!!! im really afraid of the business modules...argh.bless me! this 5 yrs gonna be really stressful i guess. i can do it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll need much emotional support from you, dear... thanks for accommodating all this while dear!(:&lt;br /&gt;and to all my friends in chem engin, i need you all to survive uni...especially ling...cos you're my only fren taking chem engin!love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persevere i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3278379588304094787?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3278379588304094787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=3278379588304094787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3278379588304094787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3278379588304094787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/08/bidbidbid.html' title='bidbidbid'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-5146109233235882201</id><published>2008-07-31T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:33:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will do it!</title><content type='html'>im starting to get worried about my uni life! i want &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; life! i dont want to spend everyday mugging and catching up with the smart pple in my course. argh. bidding can get very taxing too! let us get our modules please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. a pity the ddp pple cant bid for the same modules as the single degree pple.:( my og's quite nice! jming didnt even complain when he waited 1 hr for me!hee. funny pple they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persevere!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-5146109233235882201?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/5146109233235882201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=5146109233235882201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5146109233235882201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/5146109233235882201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-do-it.html' title='i will do it!'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-6213977175681650826</id><published>2008-07-29T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:31:06.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gogogo</title><content type='html'>gogogo st!(:&lt;br /&gt;i will go all the way!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-6213977175681650826?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/6213977175681650826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>roaches and lizards.</title><content type='html'>today college day was ok..but i felt rather lonely throughout.not many friends went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw pinky and the brain.forever so sticky tgt. of cause I wished he was there too.to clap for me and all..but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was anticipating some fireworks today, but don't have! so disappointing. :( just feel very down recently. i don't like lizards and roaches, anyone willing to catch them out of sight for me? felt so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was really fun, but a lot injuries. someone stepped on my leg.got a 4cm bruise and cut...:( know what, i teared after staring at it. (my clique pple shd know i love my legs the most.haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuyue said i very emo nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; make me happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play while you can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2422752622217649069?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2422752622217649069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2422752622217649069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2422752622217649069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2422752622217649069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/roaches-and-lizards.html' title='roaches and lizards.'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8421288616422394881</id><published>2008-07-26T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:37:50.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>missing every bit of PL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sheltering walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in here, we grew and found our purpose in life. seeking refuge, assurance from God. I miss those days when we were under the teachers' prayers, asking God for protection and peace of mind during the exams. Though not a christian myself, the feeling is undescribably good. Miss mdm Hu who saw the potential in me and gave me as much acknowledgement as i needed! The friends who are very much like your sisters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me the wisdom to see right from wrong, give me the will power to persevere till the very end, give me the faith to believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is faith that will see you through the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8421288616422394881?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8421288616422394881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=8421288616422394881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8421288616422394881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8421288616422394881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-every-bit-of-pl.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-3494969421516628532</id><published>2008-07-24T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:10:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh wells.</title><content type='html'>oh well oh well, jiahui may be excited about uni life..but im far from that. im wondering if chem engin is really for me. everybody says its a course for the creme of the crop. seniors say no doubt, its gonna be a highly stressful course. you are competing with the second best..(of cos medicine is still the best la). i hope i can really handle all the stress. plus the double degree prog. hope i can really breeze through everything. pple taking this course have cap sooo high la. so pro. maybe i should have taken mechanical engin or triple E since I like physics so much and the stress level may be lower. whatever it is, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant me the strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-3494969421516628532?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/3494969421516628532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=3494969421516628532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3494969421516628532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/3494969421516628532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-wells.html' title='oh wells.'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-223118464356792612</id><published>2008-07-20T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T01:17:40.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp was fun...but totally shag.8h of sleep for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;feast for the eye huh. but our batch isnt that good looking though. heck la, we're supposed to study hard there, moreover, i have my darling! went to my bro's commencement, its lk so pro to get first class.up there hor dar.. work hard babes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-223118464356792612?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/223118464356792612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=223118464356792612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/223118464356792612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/223118464356792612'/><link 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href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/8720904352144805924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=8720904352144805924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8720904352144805924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/8720904352144805924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-8561745456940709112</id><published>2008-07-12T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:33:53.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unhappy.:( i don't know why. shouldn't I be happy during the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to dislike shopping.i want to sit at esplanade, to people stare.i want to sit at the park, to stare at the beautiful moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will the end be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come make me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-8561745456940709112?l=h0shik0.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-247310574840607490.post-2920597761668426939</id><published>2008-07-11T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:32:46.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.friends friends(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一个像夏天一个像秋天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次见面看你不太顺眼&lt;br /&gt;谁知道后来关系那么密切&lt;br /&gt;我们一个象夏天一个象秋天&lt;br /&gt;却总能把冬天变成了春天&lt;br /&gt;你拖我离开一场爱的风雪&lt;br /&gt;我背你逃出一次梦的锻炼&lt;br /&gt;遇见一个人然后生命全改变&lt;br /&gt;原来不是恋爱才有的情节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会相信&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人还死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;就算我忙恋爱把你冷冻结冰&lt;br /&gt;你也不会恨我只是骂我几句&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会确定&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人更懂得倾听&lt;br /&gt;我的弦外之音我的有口无心&lt;br /&gt;我离不开darling更离不开你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;quite true huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp's on tue..hope it'll be fun..&lt;br /&gt;jiahui isnt in my group.:( oh no...means i've got no one to tok to. n my ogl is a guy...means i'll be more shy and anti-social.argh.&lt;br /&gt;yay. gonna meet up with lotsa pple soon!(: whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-2920597761668426939?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2920597761668426939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2920597761668426939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2920597761668426939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2920597761668426939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmmfriends-friends.html' title='hmm.friends friends(:'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-2171160059887656849</id><published>2008-07-08T14:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:07:57.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220528225341623282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SHMKwutjS_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/guSmM1KlPNo/s320/1" border="0" /&gt;i like blur pics.bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tagged along w jinsy and jinghan for the k session! exactly 1 year ago i was worrying about my ct results like them now.. zoooomm, so quickly, 1 year has passed. still rmb last year around this time we had a harmoc outing then we walked from parkway to the 55 bus stop. then jinsy said she wanted walk that path again ytd but i was too lazy to walk there..sorry! really emo path huh. miss spending time with the peeps. i don't want sch to start. argh. havent meet up with dear wuyue too! oh no!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jinghan, thanks for everything! &lt;3!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to my beloved juniors, all the best for ur As! Give it your best shot!gogogo!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think fan wei qi is pretty! heh.&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/247310574840607490-2171160059887656849?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/2171160059887656849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=2171160059887656849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2171160059887656849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/2171160059887656849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy.html' title='happy!'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SHMKwutjS_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/guSmM1KlPNo/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247310574840607490.post-448887895179814958</id><published>2008-07-06T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:39:25.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SHA0Ked5sII/AAAAAAAAAAU/XhI4bFeUoAg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SHA0KjOO0JI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P-LFU59ijKg/s1600-h/1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SG9sweQiRVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nVMT2YMu8wA/s1600-h/1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no. im missing harmoc days. stepped down with happy memories!(: all the friendships/relationships built.aww.miss miss! i want to relive the happy memories! the people you know you can depend on whenever you're sad or down.&lt;br /&gt;i like the way xueqin is. he's sooo sweet! i liked him since the nurse show. even soot(we have got different taste rt!) likes him.hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219732217256815138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SHA2y9hBKiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/REjD__F69BY/s320/1" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-448887895179814958?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/448887895179814958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=448887895179814958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/448887895179814958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/448887895179814958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/07/miss.html' title='miss!'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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://bp2.blogger.com/_oamX16t1kfE/SHA2y9hBKiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/REjD__F69BY/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247310574840607490.post-6754373450441215860</id><published>2008-06-30T09:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:28:25.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish.</title><content type='html'>i wish to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;i wish someone will bring me food when im hungry. i wish for a reassuring voice when im scared. i wish never to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;i fear darkness.i hope it will leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;you meet people everyday, they may be just acquaintances, but its fate that brought them to you. last day at work, wonder if i will ever see the people here again. sometimes i look through the contacts in my msn/hp, puzzled.... i don't recognise who they are.its kinda sad huh.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to meet up with my dear friends! work has deprived me of time for them. but now im afraid of having nothing to do! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to dwell on stuff, but i really feel like saying ..the world is never fair.&lt;br /&gt;Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-6754373450441215860?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/6754373450441215860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=6754373450441215860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/6754373450441215860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/6754373450441215860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wish.html' title='i wish.'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-6189298236670963355</id><published>2008-06-27T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:54:14.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah, looking back</title><content type='html'>somehow i realise im drifting away from my close friends..it really takes some effort to stay in touch huh.but ain't both parties responsible for keeping everything going?&lt;br /&gt;im starting to regret about the message i sent to her last week.well.maybe i really think too much.but i just wanted to express how i feel..sighs. Indeed, soot, its the closest friends that can hurt/disappoint you the most.&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, work's gonna end in 2 days time!whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-6189298236670963355?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/6189298236670963355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=6189298236670963355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/6189298236670963355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/6189298236670963355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/06/ah-looking-back.html' title='ah, looking back'/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-4211990403159946338</id><published>2008-06-26T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:09:49.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>再多几天，就不用上班了！（：无比的开心！&lt;br /&gt;昨天一下午的思考，让我发觉其实我对生活的要求过高，所以时常为了一些小细节而苦恼。应该进行大改造！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite happy yesterday cos i had a small break! slacked the whole afternn and stared at the ceiling the whole day!nice feeling.oh ya, and flipped thru a few pages of 'the five pple u meet in heaven'.hmm.the book is quite interesting. it makes pple think. then met dear!(: so rare to see him on a weekday la. hope to see him more!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why i think so much.is it becos im a girl? sometimes i hope someone will fetch me to my office and bring me back home cos i hate to be alone. hmm but sometimes, i enjoy taking the bus w/o any company (provided its not too crowded and i have a seat) cos i love to think and stone on the bus. sometimes i wonder why do pple want to lie about things; its so hard to cover up.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want school to start. 'its like taking A levels every 4 months'. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-4211990403159946338?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/4211990403159946338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=4211990403159946338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4211990403159946338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4211990403159946338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-quite-happy-yesterday-cos-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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-247310574840607490.post-4564899985973301570</id><published>2008-06-26T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:50:18.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a happy girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/247310574840607490-4564899985973301570?l=h0shik0.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/feeds/4564899985973301570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=247310574840607490&amp;postID=4564899985973301570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4564899985973301570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247310574840607490/posts/default/4564899985973301570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0shik0.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-happy-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>mOm0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190024058256800033</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>
