<?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-3742894431785976356</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:49:04.185+08:00</updated><category term='times'/><category term='waiting'/><category term='always'/><category term='stolen'/><category term='cry'/><category term='sometimes'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='gorilla'/><category term='screwed'/><category term='school'/><category term='handwriting analysis'/><category term='late'/><category term='work'/><category term='jinglin'/><category term='most'/><title type='text'>let it rain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3742894431785976356.post-3246899324027230891</id><published>2009-08-06T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:03:47.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is fine</title><content type='html'>well... my tilte says it all&lt;br /&gt;everythong is ok le&lt;br /&gt;for the time beong???&lt;br /&gt;dunno how long will the peace last&lt;br /&gt;it wont be soon before long either one of us has a problem again&lt;br /&gt;i really hope not&lt;br /&gt;i love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3246899324027230891?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3742894431785976356.post-8428497586261969086</id><published>2009-08-06T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:31:58.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>children</title><content type='html'>something special happened at work today&lt;br /&gt;actually it nothing special &lt;br /&gt;a girl came in with her dad today&lt;br /&gt;her dad was looking for a pair if running shoes&lt;br /&gt;so she wa left to walk ard and play alone&lt;br /&gt;she saw this pair of really cute shoe&lt;br /&gt;she went to her dad and asked for it&lt;br /&gt;her dad was reluctant at first but after seeinh her 撒娇 abit he eventually gave in&lt;br /&gt;so he asked me to get her size&lt;br /&gt;but there was no more stock &lt;br /&gt;only one size bigger&lt;br /&gt;ecentually they bought it&lt;br /&gt;the gal was so so so so happy&lt;br /&gt;it was obvious that the shoe was slighty too big and not very comfortable&lt;br /&gt;but the look on her face&lt;br /&gt;her happiness&lt;br /&gt;she was jumping for joy and stamping her feet cuz shes wearing the new shoe&lt;br /&gt;make me really envious of children&lt;br /&gt;just a pair if shoes could keep her happy for days&lt;br /&gt;they are so easy to satisfy&lt;br /&gt;wat abt us???&lt;br /&gt;adults/teenagers???&lt;br /&gt;im going thru some relationship problem&lt;br /&gt;my gf thinks im too sticky&lt;br /&gt;i think she is too bo chup&lt;br /&gt;i know she cares abt me&lt;br /&gt;but she like her freedom more&lt;br /&gt;wat should i do&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna play games like ignoring her or give her cold sholder&lt;br /&gt;cuz wo shi zhen xin de&lt;br /&gt;im really trying my best to make things work&lt;br /&gt;she say she believe we can acheive that balance point together &lt;br /&gt;but i dun really see her efforts&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i ask, does she really like me?&lt;br /&gt;i know she cares but care and like two different matter&lt;br /&gt;why cant i be satisfied that she is together with me&lt;br /&gt;isnt that enough??&lt;br /&gt;why cant she appreciate that im changing for her and maybe she should give in too sometimes&lt;br /&gt;not do thing cuz i wan her to but do from bottom of her heart and mean it&lt;br /&gt;i dun take her for granted&lt;br /&gt;but i feel she takes me for granted&lt;br /&gt;or am i too anxious?&lt;br /&gt;give her sometime to change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8428497586261969086?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8428497586261969086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8428497586261969086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8428497586261969086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8428497586261969086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/08/children.html' title='children'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-8344013022186965873</id><published>2009-07-28T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T04:47:45.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>关于我们</title><content type='html'>我在翠绿的稻田中&lt;br /&gt;凝视远方落下的太阳&lt;br /&gt;你在蔚蓝的天空下&lt;br /&gt;抬头看着飘来的云裳&lt;br /&gt;音乐在我耳中回荡&lt;br /&gt;影子在我身后拉长&lt;br /&gt;疑惑在你心中滋长&lt;br /&gt;绝望在你的心里扩张&lt;br /&gt;我在前 你在后&lt;br /&gt;你在听 我在说&lt;br /&gt;我不走 你不动&lt;br /&gt;你不说 我不懂&lt;br /&gt;于是你总不轻易告诉我&lt;br /&gt;你在想 为何我总是看着远方&lt;br /&gt;于是你总不直接告诉我&lt;br /&gt;你已知道 会有那么一天&lt;br /&gt;我在属于我的王国&lt;br /&gt;企图打造一座天堂&lt;br /&gt;你在属于你的城堡&lt;br /&gt;开始堆砌高大的城墙&lt;br /&gt;音乐曾是彼此桥梁&lt;br /&gt;泪水在旋律中荡漾&lt;br /&gt;画面竟然超出想象&lt;br /&gt;绝望在我的心里扩张&lt;br /&gt;转身走向远方&lt;br /&gt;于是蓝天褪去白云裳&lt;br /&gt;于是黑夜笼罩在我身上&lt;br /&gt;而我仍在翠绿的稻田中&lt;br /&gt;凝视着远方落下来的太阳&lt;br /&gt;这一切关于我们 关于不说&lt;br /&gt;关于等待 关于守候&lt;br /&gt;于是我们 不再开口&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8344013022186965873?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8344013022186965873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8344013022186965873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8344013022186965873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8344013022186965873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='关于我们'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-1038182576136578219</id><published>2009-07-27T08:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:57:57.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny day</title><content type='html'>Sun shines regardless how u feel&lt;br /&gt;Down up happy sad&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls regardless how u feel&lt;br /&gt;At times it comes when u want it to&lt;br /&gt;At times it nvr come when u are desperate for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Am I prepared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-1038182576136578219?l=thisissengslife.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-3742894431785976356.post-2560412742130769297</id><published>2009-05-25T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:46:58.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>然后呢?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;事情总是到了无法挽救的地步&lt;br /&gt;人才会清醒&lt;br /&gt;才会后悔&lt;br /&gt;才想挽救&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2560412742130769297?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2560412742130769297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2560412742130769297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2560412742130769297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2560412742130769297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='然后呢?'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-290201715976026715</id><published>2009-05-19T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:15:52.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiya</title><content type='html'>ehhhhh&lt;br /&gt;i duuno wat to say&lt;br /&gt;ermmmms&lt;br /&gt;lots of thing have changed&lt;br /&gt;yeps&lt;br /&gt;relations between people and people&lt;br /&gt;new bonds forged&lt;br /&gt;old one broken and forgotten&lt;br /&gt;lols...&lt;br /&gt;wadever lar...&lt;br /&gt;passerby point of view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;dunno why i am holding on&lt;br /&gt;hanging there&lt;br /&gt;holding on by a thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-290201715976026715?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/290201715976026715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=290201715976026715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/290201715976026715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/290201715976026715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiya.html' title='hiya'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-1557121820404166531</id><published>2009-04-24T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:06:04.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad smile</title><content type='html'>A crying heart&lt;br /&gt;A tough front&lt;br /&gt;Difficult decisions to be made&lt;br /&gt;A short period of pain compared to a lifetime of suffering&lt;br /&gt;Certain degree of self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u break will there be any chance of going back friends??&lt;br /&gt;A sad smile&lt;br /&gt;A simple bye and see you again can go a long way:-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-1557121820404166531?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1557121820404166531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=1557121820404166531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/1557121820404166531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/1557121820404166531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-smile.html' title='A sad smile'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-5388655081700508831</id><published>2009-04-09T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:53:43.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month</title><content type='html'>a month from the previous post&lt;br /&gt;yet again here i am&lt;br /&gt;kinda realised i havent talk to a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;with attachment and "you-know-who" taking up all my time&lt;br /&gt;not that i am unhappy with it&lt;br /&gt;just kinda bother me&lt;br /&gt;well... school starting soon...&lt;br /&gt;actually kinda miss those idiots(you guys know who im taking abt)&lt;br /&gt;see you guys soon i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it wise for things to carry on like this?&lt;br /&gt;i might be digging my own grave&lt;br /&gt;like i always do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;at times it feels like you know... there's something special&lt;br /&gt;but den again it feels like a distance is kept for safety reasons&lt;br /&gt;i dunno man...&lt;br /&gt;awww... Damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;this feeling sucks&lt;br /&gt;SUPER XIN KU!!! hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-5388655081700508831?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5388655081700508831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=5388655081700508831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5388655081700508831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5388655081700508831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/month.html' title='a month'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-8495704575348859119</id><published>2009-03-03T09:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:06:35.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and go (part 2)</title><content type='html'>People come &lt;br /&gt;People leave&lt;br /&gt;What is left when they have gone is a measure of how important they are to you&lt;br /&gt;Are they memories sweet, happy, sad, disappointing or just plain nothing???&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling a bit lost&lt;br /&gt;What was my impact on your life??&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you...&lt;br /&gt;The one sitting in front of the com looking at my blog reading this???&lt;br /&gt;Who am i to u?&lt;br /&gt;An enemy? Friend? Buddy? Or just a plain accquiantance??&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are, please take care alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8495704575348859119?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8495704575348859119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8495704575348859119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8495704575348859119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8495704575348859119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-and-go-part-2.html' title='Come and go (part 2)'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3742894431785976356.post-4063963839754228360</id><published>2009-03-03T09:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:05:18.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and go</title><content type='html'>People come people leave&lt;br /&gt;When they leave all thats left is memories&lt;br /&gt;Memories that may fade with time &lt;br /&gt;Memories that will stick for life&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling a bit lost right now&lt;br /&gt;Need a little counsel&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who can listen to what i have to say wholeheartedly&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who might understand how i feel&lt;br /&gt;Not those self proclaimed friends who cant really pay attention and start interrupting you with their own stories&lt;br /&gt;Placing friends above self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4063963839754228360?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4063963839754228360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4063963839754228360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4063963839754228360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4063963839754228360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-and-go.html' title='Come and go'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6673064983158515214</id><published>2009-02-25T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:58:23.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cert of death</title><content type='html'>Ok.....&lt;br /&gt;Official time of death 3:50pm 25/02/2009&lt;br /&gt;Cause/s of death: RC HRM FEB PSCM&lt;br /&gt;GG:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6673064983158515214?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6673064983158515214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6673064983158515214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6673064983158515214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6673064983158515214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/cert-of-death_25.html' title='Cert of death'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-5530946017892014577</id><published>2009-02-25T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:58:02.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cert of death</title><content type='html'>Ok.....&lt;br /&gt;Official time of death 3:50pm 25/02/2009&lt;br /&gt;Cause/s of death: RC HRM FEB PSCM&lt;br /&gt;GG:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-5530946017892014577?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5530946017892014577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=5530946017892014577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5530946017892014577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5530946017892014577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/cert-of-death.html' title='Cert of death'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4392598440049151720</id><published>2009-02-23T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:10:33.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die</title><content type='html'>Hrm die&lt;br /&gt;Fm die&lt;br /&gt;Rc die&lt;br /&gt;Feb also die&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm &lt;br /&gt;Pscm should be also die&lt;br /&gt;I might as well go die also???&lt;br /&gt;Screw pscm T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4392598440049151720?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4392598440049151720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4392598440049151720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4392598440049151720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4392598440049151720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/die.html' title='Die'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6070624071262286332</id><published>2009-02-23T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:08:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1001</title><content type='html'>There are a thousand and one way to capture a girl's heart&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt the first one thousand way&lt;br /&gt;Wat i didnt learn was the last and only way to yours&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;Will you be there when i need you&lt;br /&gt;if i need you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6070624071262286332?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6070624071262286332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6070624071262286332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6070624071262286332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6070624071262286332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/1001.html' title='1001'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-645893109955779527</id><published>2009-02-14T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:17:46.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>happy valentine day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all couples, hope ur relationship is smooth sailing and everlasting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to peeps who are still single, hope u meet the guys/girls of ur dreams&lt;br /&gt;ur Mr./Mrs. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;mug lar&lt;br /&gt;exams is a few day away only&lt;br /&gt;stop daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-645893109955779527?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/645893109955779527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=645893109955779527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/645893109955779527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/645893109955779527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-9092171582804946080</id><published>2009-02-06T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:22:05.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toto</title><content type='html'>Here i am @ clementi ntcu pool. Buying toto. Haha. 没买没希望&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-9092171582804946080?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9092171582804946080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=9092171582804946080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/9092171582804946080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/9092171582804946080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/toto_06.html' title='Toto'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3742894431785976356.post-1027762722243700596</id><published>2009-02-04T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:26:24.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>: /</title><content type='html'>回忆越是甜就是越伤人&lt;br /&gt;越是在心留下密密麻麻深深浅浅的刀割&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的笑只是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了 也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这世界笑了 于是你合群的一起笑了&lt;br /&gt;当生存是规则 不是你的选择&lt;br /&gt;于是你含着眼泪飘飘荡荡跌跌撞撞地走着&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-1027762722243700596?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1027762722243700596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=1027762722243700596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/1027762722243700596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/1027762722243700596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=': /'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-2843988763737284140</id><published>2009-02-01T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:31:12.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh</title><content type='html'>so wats now&lt;br /&gt;u trying to turn things ard?&lt;br /&gt;or is this another one?&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls take care&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat will happen if&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2843988763737284140?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2843988763737284140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2843988763737284140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2843988763737284140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2843988763737284140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh.html' title='oh'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4474120366207873152</id><published>2009-01-26T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:28:20.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>things that were never said&lt;br /&gt;things that can nvr be said&lt;br /&gt;i dun really comprehend&lt;br /&gt;why do people do things like that&lt;br /&gt;so who's the clown now&lt;br /&gt;you???&lt;br /&gt;me???&lt;br /&gt;please im begging you&lt;br /&gt;grow up&lt;br /&gt;stop hurting the people around you&lt;br /&gt;you seen the most, heard the most&lt;br /&gt;yet u dun act your age&lt;br /&gt;just fucking grow up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4474120366207873152?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4474120366207873152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4474120366207873152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4474120366207873152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4474120366207873152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3933031173901589652</id><published>2009-01-23T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:52:04.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely vs alone</title><content type='html'>it hit me all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;it just came from nowhere&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by people yet&lt;br /&gt;guess i should get used to it&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;the diff between alone and lonely&lt;br /&gt;not gonna explain it much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3933031173901589652?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3933031173901589652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3933031173901589652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3933031173901589652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3933031173901589652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/lonely-vs-alone.html' title='lonely vs alone'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3699241234856758051</id><published>2009-01-22T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:28:21.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm... Dedicated to gyver</title><content type='html'>For making me update&lt;br /&gt;Yepss&lt;br /&gt;Done&lt;br /&gt;Updated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3699241234856758051?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3699241234856758051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3699241234856758051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3699241234856758051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3699241234856758051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmm-dedicated-to-gyver.html' title='Hmmm... Dedicated to gyver'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-9170589455999340937</id><published>2009-01-08T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:47:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>wtf???&lt;br /&gt;fuck you&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;fucking grow up or should i say&lt;br /&gt;Drop the bloody act&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;dinner with her was kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;didnt have to think so much&lt;br /&gt;just relax and enjoy the moment&lt;br /&gt;It felt kinda diff from the rest??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;again another time? &lt;br /&gt;=))))))))))))))))&lt;div 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title='WTF'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-2129409949756630558</id><published>2009-01-07T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:57:06.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why cant we recognise the fact???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2129409949756630558?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2129409949756630558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2129409949756630558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2129409949756630558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2129409949756630558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-cant-we-recognise-fact.html' title='Why cant we recognise the fact???'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3581787766275893194</id><published>2009-01-04T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:26:40.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiack</title><content type='html'>"tiack"&lt;br /&gt;there goes the switch&lt;br /&gt;it's joker face on&lt;br /&gt;game time&lt;br /&gt;made a fool of myself&lt;br /&gt;hoping to cover up&lt;br /&gt;all the while listening for any news of you&lt;br /&gt;im still joking&lt;br /&gt;afraid of going home&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to pass it&lt;br /&gt;laughing and crying at the same time&lt;br /&gt;yet still wanna say im fine alone&lt;br /&gt;when everyone have left and im alone&lt;br /&gt;i felt close to dying&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it&lt;br /&gt;im still joking&lt;br /&gt;but at the end the tears started falling&lt;br /&gt;everyday after work feeling worn out and weak&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself why, what for and for who?&lt;br /&gt;im still joking&lt;br /&gt;will it numb me?&lt;br /&gt;singing for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;cant avoid tear-inducing love songs&lt;br /&gt;i joked for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;hoping someone will mention how are you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3581787766275893194?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3581787766275893194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3581787766275893194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3581787766275893194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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why i tell him&lt;br /&gt;maybe its becuz he's an adult?&lt;br /&gt;only someone who has seen enough of life will be able to comprehend wat i mean without having to go thru it&lt;br /&gt;maybe he dun really comprehend but at least he can try to understand&lt;br /&gt;its really not something ppl of my age can comprehend without going thru it themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8070128174572698262?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8070128174572698262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8070128174572698262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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courage surpassing all other that i met&lt;br /&gt;when ever im feeling down&lt;br /&gt;i look towards you&lt;br /&gt;seeing how u fight on strongly even when u are at your worst makes me feel useless&lt;br /&gt;for giving up and admitting defeat so easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even thought u dun know it&lt;br /&gt;u are the best source of inspiration for me&lt;br /&gt;ur words gave me courage to carry on&lt;br /&gt;courage to fight thru this thick mess of my life&lt;br /&gt;courage to put my heart back to where it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courage&lt;br /&gt;something i lacked&lt;br /&gt;not in terms of daringness(i can watch a horror film alone no prob)&lt;br /&gt;in terms of facing up to problems&lt;br /&gt;in terms of facing up to my life&lt;br /&gt;you stopped me from running away&lt;br /&gt;from giving myself excuse to give up&lt;br /&gt;from wasting my life away&lt;br /&gt;i was never a God kind of person&lt;br /&gt;not even now&lt;br /&gt;yet i can understand what you are trying to portray&lt;br /&gt;i believe in the words you say&lt;br /&gt;maybe in another way but it serves the same purpose&lt;br /&gt;I will strive on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lenoirtm.blogspot.com/"&gt;H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get the chance to know you well&lt;br /&gt;even thou we were classmates for a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the courage to say it's okay when you're down low and everyone else's sky high."&lt;br /&gt;i barely did it. i did my best and put up a facade.&lt;br /&gt;that's all i could manage at the moment&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldnt give up&lt;br /&gt;the day will come when i am alright once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8892896384726093632?l=thisissengslife.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-3742894431785976356.post-2971395435926386257</id><published>2009-01-01T22:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:30:01.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAN 1</title><content type='html'>january first&lt;br /&gt;the first day of 2009&lt;br /&gt;i commemorate all the past with this last song&lt;br /&gt;曹格-- 笑我笨&lt;br /&gt;from today onwards, i will bear the burden, the weight,&lt;br /&gt;even if i have to sacrifice my life to solve the problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this guy i know:&lt;br /&gt;things that you do&lt;br /&gt;i dun really agree or condone&lt;br /&gt;there were times when i wanna step up and stop you&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wanna look over-protective of someone who's not even mine&lt;br /&gt;like who the hell am i&lt;br /&gt;so i learn to turn blind and deaf to them&lt;br /&gt;cuz its not my place to judge or comment&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is please grow up dude&lt;br /&gt;time to stop being an ass and learn respect.&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolution?&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be a bystander now on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2971395435926386257?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2971395435926386257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2971395435926386257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2971395435926386257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2971395435926386257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/jan-1.html' title='JAN 1'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-7700967980356709086</id><published>2008-12-31T02:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:31:36.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness and pain</title><content type='html'>ever felt so contradictory before?&lt;br /&gt;ever experience so much happiness and pure pain at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i was glad that u came and talk to me but i also felt the breaking of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;ouch i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i dun wan it if u are just trying to pay me back or u felt obliged to give me becuz i gave u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;it must come from ur heart. when even if i dun give u anything u will still wan to give me something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i do now&lt;br /&gt;its an indescribable feeling. leave u high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;i will keep the mask on and the act going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-7700967980356709086?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7700967980356709086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=7700967980356709086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/7700967980356709086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/7700967980356709086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/happiness-and-pain.html' title='happiness and pain'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-2306887703536189677</id><published>2008-12-28T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:59:25.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;im sooooooooo useless&lt;br /&gt;so many things&lt;br /&gt;so many words&lt;br /&gt;so many thoughts&lt;br /&gt;forget it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2306887703536189677?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2306887703536189677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2306887703536189677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2306887703536189677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2306887703536189677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/arghhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-5496052764589534288</id><published>2008-12-24T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:26:34.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>i feel like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;angry with everything for no goddamn reason.&lt;br /&gt;i think its becuz its christmas?&lt;br /&gt;(LOL. who the hell feel angry becuz of christmas? i gotta be the first)&lt;br /&gt;not really in the mood with everything that going around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really fuck care now.&lt;br /&gt;it my way or the highway&lt;br /&gt;im sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;not just in the physical sense but also in the emotional and mental state&lt;br /&gt;really feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats it. end of my ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;good luck dude&lt;br /&gt;dun end up like me&lt;br /&gt;im already past saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;it took all my willpower and im nt sure i have enough to keep me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-5496052764589534288?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5496052764589534288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=5496052764589534288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5496052764589534288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5496052764589534288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4162607749994781543</id><published>2008-12-23T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:25:26.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>hmmm&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to say &lt;br /&gt;dun even know wat im feeling and thinking now&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;dude... ya're tooooooooo obvious man&lt;br /&gt;heard of something called discreet?&lt;br /&gt;lol. guess im not the best person to tell ppl that.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. maybe u wanna try subtlety.&lt;br /&gt;might work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar&lt;br /&gt;good for you&lt;br /&gt;hope u'll be better now:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4162607749994781543?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4162607749994781543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4162607749994781543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4162607749994781543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4162607749994781543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6436414542656099000</id><published>2008-12-21T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:47:23.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>favor</title><content type='html'>do me a favor yea?&lt;br /&gt;have fun. i mean seriously. have fun&lt;br /&gt;dun need bother abt me&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dun think u did.&lt;br /&gt;but really, have fun without me.&lt;br /&gt;i wont turn up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6436414542656099000?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6436414542656099000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6436414542656099000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6436414542656099000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6436414542656099000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/favor.html' title='favor'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3365093742592279556</id><published>2008-12-18T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T01:57:18.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phone</title><content type='html'>wat the point???&lt;br /&gt;haiz. how many times have i said this? to myself and other people. nth can be done to help.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do anything. u made thing this way. &lt;br /&gt;ok. should really let myself go. why punish myself for something or some choice made by other people.&lt;br /&gt;im becoming an asshole&lt;br /&gt;a thru and thru asshole&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna think how my actions may affect ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should move out&lt;br /&gt;is abt time too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on another note,&lt;br /&gt;IM GETTING MY IPOD TOUCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;this means the end of using my phone as a mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;thank you phone&lt;br /&gt;every where i go i need my phone&lt;br /&gt;this is not becuz i have a lot of impt phone call or msgs&lt;br /&gt;but becuz i cant live without the music in my phone&lt;br /&gt;seriously i dun use my phone for msging and talking much&lt;br /&gt;the main use is the mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;god knows i have tons of song in my phone&lt;br /&gt;making it super laggy&lt;br /&gt;so, as thanks to my dear phone,&lt;br /&gt;im dedicating this post to my phone&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;IPOD TOUCH HERE I COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3365093742592279556?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3365093742592279556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3365093742592279556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3365093742592279556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3365093742592279556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/phone.html' title='phone'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4850053743190858657</id><published>2008-12-15T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:54:09.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;did i really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was it really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can i really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;only time will tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerry say and i quote&lt;br /&gt;"i rather have sex with XXXXX den quarrel with my good fren gyver"&lt;br /&gt;yea... that abt sums it up for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4850053743190858657?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4850053743190858657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4850053743190858657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4850053743190858657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4850053743190858657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/really.html' title='really'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-9114067284540919272</id><published>2008-12-15T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:52:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>so i see this is how its gonna be&lt;br /&gt;alright den&lt;br /&gt;nothing much i can do&lt;br /&gt;i already tried&lt;br /&gt;at my expenses&lt;br /&gt;getting involved too much too often&lt;br /&gt;im gonna just be a bystander from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things WILL go back to how it was&lt;br /&gt;i want them to. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;but i will nvr be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;and maybe its not a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;at least, at least I wont get hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;cuz u cant hurt a person who cant feel rite&lt;br /&gt;and in fact, we can become close fren becuz of it&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'll know that thats the furthest we'll go ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-9114067284540919272?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9114067284540919272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=9114067284540919272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/9114067284540919272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/9114067284540919272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-5181719221583047159</id><published>2008-12-14T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:24:01.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X 1234567890</title><content type='html'>back to the way it was&lt;br /&gt;thats what i wan now&lt;br /&gt;and really&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH WOOD X 99999999999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks and sorry&lt;br /&gt;cant repeat that more than enough&lt;br /&gt;i know u still dun believe me yet, i dun either&lt;br /&gt;but it will definitely be better&lt;br /&gt;thank lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. my brain's half dead from all the thinking i have done.&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep and let more brain cells grow back.&lt;br /&gt;god knows i need it. the brain cells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-5181719221583047159?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5181719221583047159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=5181719221583047159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5181719221583047159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5181719221583047159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/x-1234567890.html' title='X 1234567890'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-8998096054679078443</id><published>2008-12-13T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:35:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok</title><content type='html'>all i managed was.......&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;big time lol&lt;br /&gt;hell&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;im not running away&lt;br /&gt;not this time&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.damn.&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;im done&lt;br /&gt;im fine&lt;br /&gt;at least i will be&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;real&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time&lt;br /&gt;but for wat??&lt;br /&gt;to do wat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i know this will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but it came too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i tot it will take a few more weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;where i can use this time to sort out my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but today u came and im lost once again&lt;br /&gt;dun blame urself&lt;br /&gt;it shows how much u care abt this frenship&lt;br /&gt;i understand&lt;br /&gt;its my problem not yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8998096054679078443?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8998096054679078443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8998096054679078443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8998096054679078443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8998096054679078443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok.html' title='ok'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-882101666210045137</id><published>2008-12-12T02:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:36:05.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>in the end&lt;br /&gt;i replied&lt;br /&gt;out of courtesy i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr&lt;br /&gt;i've changed&lt;br /&gt;ppl've changed&lt;br /&gt;my way of seeing things and doing things is different from the past&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to say&lt;br /&gt;some things are best left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;and somethings&lt;br /&gt;i just dun feel like saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNmrTftANbk/SUFa49gF9oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3SRwQJa1rbc/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNmrTftANbk/SUFa49gF9oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3SRwQJa1rbc/s400/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278600172883277442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the 18th yr&lt;br /&gt;kinda regret replying&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why also&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just need some time&lt;br /&gt;some time away from everything&lt;br /&gt;and everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not that into twilight is becuz i have already read the book last year&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i read the whole series already&lt;br /&gt;i bet ppl wont be this interested if it wasnt made into a movie&lt;br /&gt;another romantic love story&lt;br /&gt;its a great read&lt;br /&gt;and i felt this way be4 it was made into a movie&lt;br /&gt;another book i think is interesting is the Pendragon series&lt;br /&gt;tho its more for younger kids and there is no romantic love story in it,&lt;br /&gt;i feel that it can teach things that even adults dun know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a difference between child-like and childish&lt;br /&gt;and its important to know the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a mark of becoming 18&lt;br /&gt;im gonna tell u guys 8 stuff all of u dunno abt me( tho i know that no1 wants to know. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have always wanted either extreme long hair or extreme short hair. but i cant make up my mind, therefore, my hair is always in this state of messiness and middle length.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am stupider than i look&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am too kapo therefore i know more things den i should know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really like to msg and chat. of course, there are ppls and things i dun chat to or abt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always know more than what i show or let on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It very easy to change my mind. all you gotta do is.............&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a serious love-hate relationship with my phone( sometimes i just feel like throwing it away)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really dun care abt occasions suchs as birthdays(including my own), Christmas or New Year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-882101666210045137?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/882101666210045137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=882101666210045137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/882101666210045137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/882101666210045137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNmrTftANbk/SUFa49gF9oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3SRwQJa1rbc/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3742894431785976356.post-2825364537470246291</id><published>2008-12-12T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:29:12.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>it's one in the morning now&lt;br /&gt;i recieved 5 msgs and 1 call&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot&lt;br /&gt;really appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;not gonna mention names here&lt;br /&gt;but i'll always rmb those who did&lt;br /&gt;oh ya&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna reply anyone&lt;br /&gt;my thanks are all said here&lt;br /&gt;those who dun come here den too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the msgs abt having a nice day and such&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;im not even going out of the house&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;i can see that&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another thought&lt;br /&gt;just to let all my females friends know&lt;br /&gt;even if i msg u often and long&lt;br /&gt;there is no hidden agenda&lt;br /&gt;i just like to msg&lt;br /&gt;dun start being paranoid&lt;br /&gt;and think i like u&lt;br /&gt;my thumbs are just itchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. but by the time im done i received another msg:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2825364537470246291?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2825364537470246291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2825364537470246291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2825364537470246291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2825364537470246291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-5174741019988339041</id><published>2008-12-11T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:59:36.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>im gonna allow myself this 5 mins to be sad&lt;br /&gt;things have to be let go&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just another day in my life&lt;br /&gt;i dun need presents or wishes&lt;br /&gt;tho its really really appreciated&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who gave me the present&lt;br /&gt;to those who forgot&lt;br /&gt;its fine&lt;br /&gt;im used to it&lt;br /&gt;haha ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-5174741019988339041?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5174741019988339041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=5174741019988339041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5174741019988339041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5174741019988339041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6848265236505463775</id><published>2008-12-11T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:08.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think</title><content type='html'>thought&lt;br /&gt;think&lt;br /&gt;thinking&lt;br /&gt;made up&lt;br /&gt;my mind&lt;br /&gt;not clear&lt;br /&gt;must do&lt;br /&gt;best way&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;fast&lt;br /&gt;back&lt;br /&gt;friend&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;not now&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6848265236505463775?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-3742894431785976356.post-8637228656356923991</id><published>2008-12-03T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:48:18.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vunerable - Secondhand Serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Share with me the blankets that your wrapped in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because its cold outside cold outside its cold outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;share with me the secrets that you kept in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because its cold inside cold inside its cold inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and your slowly shaking finger tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;show that your scared like me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;let's pretend we're alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I know you may be scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I know were unprepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what makes you think that you are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can see it in your eyes that you're so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was born to tell you I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;isn't that a song already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I get a B in originality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and it's true I cant go on without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your smile makes me see clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;if you could only see in the mirror what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and your slowly shaking finger tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;show that your scared like me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;let's pretend we're alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I know you may be scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I know were unprepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what makes you think that you are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can see it in your eyes that you're so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;slow down girl your not going anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;just wait around and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;maybe I am much more you never no what lies ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I promise I can be anyone I can be anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;just because you were hurt doesn't mean you shouldn't bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can be anyone anything I promise I can be what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what makes you think that you are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can see it in your eyes that your so sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xdgFi3mslqw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8637228656356923991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/vunerable-secondhand-serenade.html' title='Vunerable - Secondhand Serenade'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-464805996402113502</id><published>2008-12-03T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:30:54.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 stories</title><content type='html'>realised that my previous two post too emo&lt;br /&gt;so, to lighten or lessen the emoness,&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna tell u a story or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy who has been deprived of sleep for two days, is freaking tired and frustrated by the things going on around him decided to walk home instead of taking a bus home. he relished the walk, feeling that it help clear his head a bit and sort out his thought a bit. he walk past a park and on a spur of the moment, decided to go back to nature a bit, so he took the longer route thru the park. he wanted a getaway from the frustration in life and all the confusing things that is bothering him. he walks thru the park breathing the fresh air and enjoying the sound of nature, the sounds of birds and the rustling of trees. NOT!!! all he hear is the sounds of cars, buses and bikes cruising past on the road outside. every where he turn to he see the sign of human interventing with nature. he wonders, why does Man have to destroy everything nature have given to them and only to start regretting when nature have nothing else left to give and den try to protect nature when its already too late. well, at least we tried he reasoned. yet there is nothing we can do to make thing back to how it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morale of the story? dun take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not some Mother Earth loving environmentalist.&lt;br /&gt;just somebody who actually thought about what would happen in the not too near future&lt;br /&gt;would the earth still survive? is there an End Of Days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another story,&lt;br /&gt;a boy at the age who 12 found out by accident that he was an adopted child. his thinking is consider matured for children his age but nevertheless, he was still a kid. he was lost at wat to do. worst of all, he found out that he came from the very country which he had depised since young. he was shocked and scared. scared that if his peer found out that he is from that country they would depise him too, like how he used to depise people from that country. he didnt know how to handle the situation yet he is matured enough not to confront his parents. so bit by bit, he confirmed the fact and came to his own conclusion on wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also learnt the reasons to some of the treatment he had received from some of his relative. he now knows that the reason why some of his relative treat him like an outsider. yet, he felt no anger. he felt only relief and gratefulness. grateful to his parents for adopting him. bringing him out of that shit hole of a place. he started thinking, what the hell would have happened to me if i wasnt adopted? would i be given to some orphanage? or would i grow up to be a farmer or something along that line? would i even be able to receive a proper education? or even worse, would i even be able to live past 5 year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from that day onwards, he grew. he learnt how to put up a mask in front of his parents. to always show a happy face regardless how depressed he might feel. to always let his parent have their way even if they were wrong. he felt that all this is still not enough to pay his foster parents for wat they have done for him. he decided to stop relying on his foster parents the moment he have the ability to earn money, to feed himself. he almost never asked for anything extravagant and his prayers were simple, only for his family member to be happy. up till today, he have kept up the mask for almost 6 years and tried his very best to repay his debts and nvr let his parents worry about him. he had kept his silence and will carry on till the day his foster parent decide to tell him themselves or till the day they die. he is tired, extremely tired but he'll never give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a true story.&lt;br /&gt;people out there, how would u feel and react if u were the boy.&lt;br /&gt;to find out that u are not ur parents biological child can be quite a blow, moreover at the tender age of 12.&lt;br /&gt;would u keep ur peace or would u have gone to confront ur parents?&lt;br /&gt;cherish the people around you&lt;br /&gt;it matter not who they once were or where they came from&lt;br /&gt;if you were ever rude to ur parents, think about this:&lt;br /&gt;they scold becuz they care&lt;br /&gt;they bothered becuz they loved you&lt;br /&gt;how would u feel if one day they just decided to ignore you?&lt;br /&gt;let u do wat ever u wan?&lt;br /&gt;sure... u'll feel great at first but slowly the emptiness will start to swallow you up.&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel neglected and alone.&lt;br /&gt;everyone need somebody who care and love them&lt;br /&gt;and your parents would be the only one who love and care for u unconditionally,&lt;br /&gt;regardless how u feel towards them&lt;br /&gt;they might not show it in the most direct way&lt;br /&gt;but they care, they really do&lt;br /&gt;it really doesnt matter whether they are biological or not.&lt;br /&gt;so now take this chance&lt;br /&gt;tell your parent/s this the very next moment u see them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU MUM AND DAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun take them for granted cuz u nvr know when they might leave you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-464805996402113502?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/464805996402113502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=464805996402113502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/464805996402113502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/464805996402113502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-stories.html' title='2 stories'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3119661685743630801</id><published>2008-12-03T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:36:16.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wao</title><content type='html'>wao... feel kan phua betrayed for like no good reason??? =T&lt;br /&gt;paranoia would be a good word now.&lt;br /&gt;guess there is no going back.&lt;br /&gt;the hurt is done and tho it'll heal, there will always be the scar there to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i refuse to and wont let it affect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i always believe in second chance and i also understand that sometimes, its becuz of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;yet, easier said den done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. regretting it now. why i so bo liao?&lt;br /&gt;got time dun use to study go play wat friendster&lt;br /&gt;knn&lt;br /&gt;now no mood study le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*first time using vulgarity outright(just no other words that will suffice), hope its the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;im starting to feel suspicious abt every single shit my friends do or say to me. wat he/she mean when he/she say that. wat he/she mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;he/she do that. is there anything they are keeping from me again.why he/she suddenly tell me that, etc. i know that its unhealthy for the friendship but i cant help it.... ULTRA PARANOIA MODE... i seriously feel like an mfing SOAB asshole bastard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3119661685743630801?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3119661685743630801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3119661685743630801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3119661685743630801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3119661685743630801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/wao.html' title='wao'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-445601224432391616</id><published>2008-12-02T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:07:38.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>10 and counting down&lt;br /&gt;still thinking abt it&lt;br /&gt;its a hard decision u know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mr"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我又何苦在乎得不到的温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u i sucks at this&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i left u helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-445601224432391616?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/445601224432391616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=445601224432391616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/445601224432391616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/445601224432391616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4170056614272703564</id><published>2008-12-01T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:37:21.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad</title><content type='html'>im tired, pissed and frustrated. yea ppl from mkting, conB i know. used most of the 8 defense mechanism also no use. things are going out of my hand. in the foulest mood ever. try not to piss me off this week. i might f***ing kill you. lol(just to make u feel as though i wouldnt really kill you but i will).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost and confused? received opinions. good and bad. it really kinda of one-sided though.&lt;br /&gt;touching? scary?&lt;br /&gt;i dun really get it. yet i understand wat he really mean.&lt;br /&gt;den again, whats the point if it didn't even reach the person intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;写得再好听， 再感动，如果你的看法和我不一样， 那就什么用都没有。&lt;br /&gt;no more from today onwards i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted a place to vent my frustration, to show my feeling without holding any thing back.&lt;br /&gt;yet... yet...&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the advice, it really help.&lt;br /&gt;put things into perspective&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was just being an insensitive bastard&lt;br /&gt;regardless what, there is still consequences to bear,especially when writing on a public domain.&lt;br /&gt;but am i gonna change? not sure. havent found my way yet.&lt;br /&gt;顺其自然?? see how lor.(my fav phrase, see how lor.lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i really wanna do now?&lt;br /&gt;i feel like accepting the offer.&lt;br /&gt;leave this god damn place and start afresh&lt;br /&gt;left with 11 days to make the decision&lt;br /&gt;can i really let everything/everyone go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我放得下吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a one way trip.&lt;br /&gt;= T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;will u be scared off? neh, i think indifferent is more like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.. off to blaw&lt;br /&gt;P.S. today FM flunked le 30 dec dun ask me out cuz got retest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4170056614272703564?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4170056614272703564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4170056614272703564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4170056614272703564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4170056614272703564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad.html' title='bad'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-925385599053485984</id><published>2008-11-28T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:54:48.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip</title><content type='html'>hmmm... now no mood blog yet... maybe later... after i pack my bag...&lt;br /&gt;----later at 3Am----&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. finally all packed and ready to go... all thats left is my laptop... shall keep it after i finish typing this post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting ready for this trip is starting to remind me of KL trip... all the times we had... all the fun... nothing to distract us... no pressure no worries.... it was a true getaway... no one to trouble us with anything... handphone was just a tool for waking up...seeing each others for 4 whole days... crazy time(or should i say sleeping time) on the train and bus... i would always remember the KL trip... guess it is impossible for me not to think of u when ever i am taking a train.. those time are precious memories to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it was on this trip when i realised that i am not over you. i have never truely let u go and i still have feelings for you. and these feelings came back harder and stronger than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this image/scenario in my mind.it came to me while i was daydreaming. it was there since last year, when i first fell in love with you. it resurfaced recently, while i was working at adidas and they were playing chrismas songs. the songs reminded me of the hopes and feelings that i have for you. the dream went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we are walking down orchard road dhoby ghaut den Vivocity,hand in hand, looking at the festive lighting, celebrating chrismas together.it was in the afternoon.we were having a great time together.before splitting ways i gave you your chrismas present and my first kiss, telling you that i love you,and den off you went to your chrismas parties and me to work feeling full and loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but from your actions, i know that its close to impossible for it to happen in reality. it feels as though all my efforts were in vain. the furthest all the messages i sent you reached is your phone. tell me, were you ever touched by all those efforts? but den again, i didnt do much, did i? all i did was to irritate you with the persistent msging and disturbing you from studying. my bad. i have no experience you know.&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted anything for my birthday and chrismas since the day i found out *. asking for something felt childish and greedy to me. all the wishes i made were for my families and friends to stay happy and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted something so badly that i would wish for it. if i want it i would work for it. but this time, Santa, if you can hear me, hear my sincere prayer. all i want for my birthday and chrismas is simple. so simple that it is impossible for anyone else to do it.&lt;br /&gt;guess you know what i really want but i also understand it cant be forced. so Santa, hear me, all i want for chrismas is for her to be happy. as simple as that. i want to be the one to bring her happiness but the decision is still up to her.&lt;br /&gt;let me try again after the MST. i wanna touch you emotionally, wan to be the one for you, wan to be the one in your love story/daydream. but this time, i hope u can try too, give me a chance, dun avoid me if i ask you out. it take two hands to clap... you wouldn't know if you didnt try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; see you when i come back:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-925385599053485984?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/925385599053485984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=925385599053485984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/925385599053485984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/925385599053485984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/road-trip.html' title='road trip'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3189277191595547521</id><published>2008-11-25T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:20:31.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossibility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ok... met up with some secondary school frens just now to celebrate STEPHANIE KHOO birthday...had a great time with them... did some heart-to-heart talk with some of them too... moments of truth??? heard somethings that i dun really wanna hear... but these are the truth so yea truth hurts i guess... maybe i should really consider korea??? damn!!! is it really that bad???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;is it really impossible for a guy to use sincerity to touch a gal's heart??? wont a gal give the guy a chance to treat her right, a chance to show her love??? does such thing happen in korea, taiwan and japan drama only??? is THAT special feeling the only thing that is a factor, the only thing that matters, the only thing that is important??? hope not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not sure my messages will reach ur heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not sure whether you are irritated with all my messages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not sure my actions would touch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not sure that one day you'll be touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not sure whether you are gonna give me a chance or you just trying to be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not sure whether you are trying to convey something to me via your actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but, but, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am sure that i am not confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am sure that i need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am sure of my determination,&lt;br /&gt;to tear down those wall&lt;br /&gt;to treat you right&lt;br /&gt;to protect you&lt;br /&gt;to try my best to nvr let u cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='Impossibility?'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-8710077758008725437</id><published>2008-11-23T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:19:33.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>represent</title><content type='html'>i am having mood swings. and she just like to come and make things worse dont she. maybe she didnt see my previous post or she decided to test my patience. why cant u freaking do anything urself. ur fren helped u previously rite? ask him help again lar.&lt;br /&gt;ok. im being harsh here. my bad. mood swing and u always choose the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. wonder u reached home le anot.&lt;br /&gt;using songs to represent me&lt;br /&gt;things that i wanna tell u:  妳是我的寶貝/数到五答应我- 曹格/ fall for you-secondhand serenade/ i love you-joanna wang&lt;br /&gt;how i feel now:  沿海公路的出口-S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;wat i hope to see: 简单爱-jay chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting, always waiting&lt;br /&gt;i guess i am becoming a bit irritating??? lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody is studying hard except for me???&lt;br /&gt;damn!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8710077758008725437?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8710077758008725437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8710077758008725437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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of all.. congrats to jess wong xue ying for winning Ms. Body Beautiful and Ms. Congeniality (did i spell it rite?)... whoo!!! even thought u didnt become Ms Singapore Polytechnic 08/09, u were the biggest winner with two titles!!! haha... blame daryl for saying u were no.3...  got curse le thats why u got 2nd runner-up... lols... hey... i am super close to losing my voice from cheering for u, jess.... u own me.. lols... joking... anyway, ur 3 wish answer should have WORLD PEACE... liddat confirm win de.... wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i dun wanna sound rude or anything but can u stop turning to me for every single freaking thing that happen... sorry if i sound *****(fill in urself) but i have got enough things going thru my head at the moment and i dun need u to make things worse for me... in a direct and simple way of saying, which i used it very often in the past: dun make ur problem into my problem. i'vr got enough problem so dun make my problem worse.... maybe in the past i could help but now im really not in the mood... sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant focus on studying for MST... next week is nearly impossible for me to study with all the work and the trip... damn... bad habit of mine... should really get rid of it... always letting such things affect me... and always during the exams periods... shouldnt i be numb to this kind of prob since i get rejected all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;hope i am not disturbing u with all the msgs....&lt;br /&gt;that was nvr my intention...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder wats ur take?&lt;br /&gt;really that bad ma?&lt;br /&gt;have to do this ma?&lt;br /&gt;still waiting&lt;br /&gt;aint giving up that easily&lt;br /&gt;determined : I&lt;br /&gt;and take care ok?&lt;br /&gt;dun let urself fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-3742894431785976356.post-2563511838776415658</id><published>2008-11-20T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:11:50.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i send messages hoping to brighten up your day, to bring a smile to your face when you are tired and stressed over studies, to send u to sleep knowing that someone cares for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hopefully, my messages reaches your heart not just your phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't mind waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for you or your msgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after the exams OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;good luck and 加油 for the exams!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its a bit confusing but now im super clear ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;supposed to blog abt my tarots reading but hehs. shall do it another day(if i can still remember).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, its quite fun and worth a try.( guess wat i ask abt ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a sneak preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've got the cards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;past - death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;present- the chariot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;future- temperance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='I'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4177487957912371926</id><published>2008-11-18T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:05:44.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally thought things through and sorted out my thoughts. i am in an ultra clear state of mind. Feel that i matured quite a bit over the past few weeks. going thru the things that happened to me and learning so much stuff abt ppl, abt frens and abt maintaining a relationship. at least NO more sleepless nite:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;apologise here first for any inconvience that mighted be caused for wat i am gonna say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to gal 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess it was infatuation. u were there when i was at my weakest, we shared secrets, and u were there when i needed to find someone to replace her, to distract me from thinking abt her. it was a huge mistake.sorry for giving the wrong signals. really regreted it and it caused me to lose a fren in u. i will do my best to salvage this frenship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;giving up was my biggest regret. i should have given it my best so now that is what i am gonna do. i am very sure of wat i am doing and wat i am gonna do. no mixed feelings. i am past caring wat other ppl might say. i am gonna be super obvious ok. i am gonna go all out. use every single trick i have up my sleeve and in my books but some how these tricks cant seems to work when its you. lols. so i guess it back to basics. SINCERITY!!!! haha. i know u said there were no spark, no 'special feeling' but i am gonna do my best to create that special feeling. i am not giving up this time even if u have a bf. i am gonna keep waiting. just give me a chance. i am confident of giving u happiness. love ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4177487957912371926?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4177487957912371926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4177487957912371926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4177487957912371926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4177487957912371926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6376442024605689968</id><published>2008-11-17T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:04:36.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>RANDOM THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>i cant sleep... been thinking abt some stuffs... i know... some ppl are gonna say i think too much or say i emo again... sometimes emo is not a bad thing... it lets me have some space and time to think abt some more important aspects of my life... well... thank god my lesson start at 11 tmr... but i will try my best to go school at ard 9 to study??? lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;define friends.&lt;br /&gt;someone who is always there for u when u need them?&lt;br /&gt;someone who u share happiness &amp;amp; sadness with?&lt;br /&gt;someone whom u know will definitely be there to back u up and trust u unconditionally?&lt;br /&gt;or simply just some person who have the same frequency with u therefore u just click together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u do with ur 'fren' most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;gossipping? heart to heart talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am kinda sick of all this superficial frens&lt;br /&gt;who dare say u treat ur fren with 100% of ur heart&lt;br /&gt;if u think u do let me know&lt;br /&gt;i would gladly be fren with u&lt;br /&gt;i try my best to be true to all my frens&lt;br /&gt;but heard and gone thru so much disappointing things that made me lose faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still waiting for that one true fren to appear&lt;br /&gt;wonder who will it be??&lt;br /&gt;dun take too long&lt;br /&gt;i might not last that long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who keep saying i emo&lt;br /&gt;it just goes to show how much u know me and how much u dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6376442024605689968?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6376442024605689968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6376442024605689968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6376442024605689968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6376442024605689968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts.html' title='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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/&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):&lt;br /&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read it left to right, u get happy faces&lt;br /&gt;read it right to left, u get sad faces&lt;br /&gt;life is a two faced bitch&lt;br /&gt;it up to u whether u wanna spend it happily or sadly&lt;br /&gt;as for me... sorry no comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8933046831069146722?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8933046831069146722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8933046831069146722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8933046831069146722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8933046831069146722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_2711.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-2137166117002914243</id><published>2008-11-16T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:49:54.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>鄭中基</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="93%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="2" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;绝口不提爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛忍住呼吸&lt;br /&gt;暂时要和世界脱离&lt;br /&gt;就快要学会不再想你&lt;br /&gt;却听见不断跳动的心&lt;br /&gt;我允许了你&lt;br /&gt;让爱的自由还给你&lt;br /&gt;我允许了自己&lt;br /&gt;承受这悲伤到天明&lt;br /&gt;我不愿放弃却要故意默默允许&lt;br /&gt;我答应自己爱你的心绝口不提&lt;br /&gt;总是以为终究化作云淡风轻&lt;br /&gt;爱你到底&lt;br /&gt;痛了自己&lt;br /&gt;我不愿放弃却要故意默默允许&lt;br /&gt;我答应自己爱你的心绝口不提&lt;br /&gt;所有结局在这夜里都已成形&lt;br /&gt;爱到了底&lt;br /&gt;痛的是我的真心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="line-height: 21px;" valign="top" align="right"&gt;   &lt;span class="nav05"&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://mp3.sogou.com/music.so?query=%BE%F8%BF%DA%B2%BB%CC%E1%B0%AE%C4%E3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.sogou.com/geci.so?lyricId=7af6b3ddc45f6532&amp;amp;query=%BE%F8%BF%DA%B2%BB%CC%E1%B0%AE%C4%E3&amp;amp;w=02420200&amp;amp;dr=1#" onclick="return pt('7af6b3ddc45f6532','s')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="nav05" style="line-height: 21px;" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-GwFaiE8n4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-GwFaiE8n4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;我真的哭过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说不上为人儿嬉&lt;br /&gt;只不过太喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;临别亦轻鬆得起&lt;br /&gt;全靠奇技&lt;br /&gt;你知道 尤其男人&lt;br /&gt;不想痛哭牵连你&lt;br /&gt;要再似往日时期&lt;br /&gt;仍然浅笑 看著你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事实我也偷泣过&lt;br /&gt;就像女方一样无助&lt;br /&gt;预备你也想怪罪我&lt;br /&gt;无情不哭也是错&lt;br /&gt;对著前度大喊怎么可&lt;br /&gt;谁明瞭我真的哭过&lt;br /&gt;为著我将绝未可呵你更多&lt;br /&gt;而往日犯的错&lt;br /&gt;亦令我永远等到内疚&lt;br /&gt;才令我有眼泪也滴破&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;我不要临别如濒死&lt;br /&gt;都不要得到怜悯&lt;br /&gt;要勉强快乐做人&lt;br /&gt;常常哭泣 那合衬&lt;br /&gt;男人 都压抑&lt;br /&gt;然而都精於叹息&lt;br /&gt;自问枉称坚强&lt;br /&gt;连眼泪 也无力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTMpc_xih00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTMpc_xih00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His songs are just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2137166117002914243?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2137166117002914243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2137166117002914243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2137166117002914243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2137166117002914243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_16.html' title='鄭中基'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3388650114911187149</id><published>2008-11-15T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:08:52.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nite expediton II (contd)</title><content type='html'>ok... the nite expediton is super boring... Mt vernon is like so quiet and peaceful... no eerie vibes:(&lt;br /&gt;marina barrage was nice though... the view and scenery is great...&lt;br /&gt;however......&lt;br /&gt;haiz......&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... something great did come out for the whole nite...&lt;br /&gt;haha... thank you!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. thanks for the crystal jade dinner. KM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3388650114911187149?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3388650114911187149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3388650114911187149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3388650114911187149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3388650114911187149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/nite-expediton-ii-contd.html' title='nite expediton II (contd)'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3695434432264622126</id><published>2008-11-14T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:00:15.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nite expedtion II</title><content type='html'>well... on gyver's car now... listening to My Happy Ending...on the way to marina barrage:DDD&lt;br /&gt;gonna enjoy one last nite of fun before going back to my school and work lifestyle. gonna start studying soon... ok.. gonna blog more later abt the whole nite expedition when i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haiz... lost at wat to do:((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People on board: Gyver, Jerry, Kaming, Yan Jing, Angela, Samantha and of course ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3695434432264622126?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3695434432264622126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3695434432264622126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3695434432264622126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3695434432264622126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/nite-expedtion-ii.html' title='nite expedtion II'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-1047793534608655588</id><published>2008-11-14T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:18:23.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;read ths msg just now on the train home from work. feel that it really true yet hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;heard two diff stories from diff parties(both stories unrelated) with the diff ending. only thing that is similar is that both ended on a bad note and succeed in making me lose confidence in love and friendships. i wonder sometimes whether is it possible for two person to have a pure and unblemished relationship, be it friends or lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all those who have been hurt in the process of love.&lt;br /&gt;this is to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love... love like u have never been hurt before&lt;br /&gt;love... love like there is no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;love... love so that there will be no regrets&lt;br /&gt;love come to those who never fear being hurt by love&lt;br /&gt;love come to those who carry on loving despite being hurt&lt;br /&gt;love would eventually come to those who dare to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best on the expressway of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is never fair.. you never know when u might have to go.. so cherish all those around you... before they leave you... dun let the person/people who are important to you brush past you by the shoulders and never come back... dun consider too much... dun think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;LIVE LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-1047793534608655588?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1047793534608655588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=1047793534608655588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/1047793534608655588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/1047793534608655588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3182323398358889315</id><published>2008-11-10T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:15:32.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handwriting analysis'/><title type='text'>handwriting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just did this handwriting analysis test with very........... interesting os should i say hilarious results... especially on the sex part... hahahaha.... gotta admit its kinda accurate(excluding the sex part)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here's the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sean has difficulty making decisions. His mind changes constantly. He lives in an emotional tug of war. Sean could be described like a thermometer. Today warm and friendly, yet tomorrow he may be distant and cold, not wanting to be close to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some research indicates that people with a severe variety in the slant of their handwriting have an inability to tolerate sugar and are suffering the side-effects of too much sugar in their diet. If moods swings are a reoccurring issue, investigate the diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If Sean encounters a situation he cannot handle he frequently pulls into himself. He feels his emotions are secure if he is withdrawn. When he has solved the problem he can be very outgoing and again need other people's companionship. Some see Sean as very moody, but it it would be more accurate to say he has two complete personalities that he chooses depending on the circumstance. This type of person is often hard to understand because no one knows what personality he is exhibiting today. He may not be bothered by something one minute, then the next minute become upset at the same thing. It is very difficult to pin down Sean's emotional expressiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Sean doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sean will demand respect and will expect others to treat him with honor and dignity. Sean believes in his ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. He has a lot of pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sean is secretive. He has secrets which he does not wish to share with others. He intentionally conceals things about himself. He has a private side that he intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in his past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In reference to Sean's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Sean slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Sean can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sean is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Sean basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; One way Sean punishes himself is self directed sarcasm. He is a very sarcastic person. Often this sarcasm and "sharp tongued" behavior is directed at himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010983.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Sean has a very unusual lower zone y loop. If the data input is correct, Sean's y or g is large and opens up to the left side of the page. This is not a common trait, but the implications are very interesting. As you begin to study handwriting analysis, you will learn any loop indicates imagination. This lower loop indicates the amount of imagination Sean has regarding sex and physical things. So, his lower zone stroke is large, so his sexual imagination is large and open. Furthermore, because the loop is incomplete and extends to the left, this indicates a particular fascination with certain aspects of sexuality that have not been fulfilled, yet. In a nutshell, Sean is open to some very new ideas sexually and is willing to try anything once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Sean has no white space or margins on a typical sheet of paper. Sean fills up every last inch on the top, right, left, and bottom. Hmmm. If this is true, then Sean has a very aggressive personality toward others and quite frankly lacks a bit of respect for the space and property of other people. I would be surprised if Sean just comes into someone's home and helps himself to a drink in the refrigerator. This can be both an obnoxious personality trait and it can be assertive and effective in getting what you want. There isn't much fear of getting in trouble here, Sean finds plenty of reasons to break the rules and get in trouble. (Okay, perhaps when he was younger, not anymore?) Basically, people with no margins are a handful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3182323398358889315?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3182323398358889315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3182323398358889315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3182323398358889315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3182323398358889315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/handwriting.html' title='handwriting'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3471318215968548527</id><published>2008-11-09T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:30:50.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emoness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok. mr chang lek gek say my blog very emo. so i say i wont post any emo stuffs for now onwards. den he say that will be hiding my emoness. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;why dun u just go 跳楼...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3471318215968548527?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3471318215968548527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3471318215968548527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3471318215968548527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3471318215968548527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/emoness.html' title='emoness'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6540718186267460942</id><published>2008-11-08T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:36:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACT BLUR = LIVE LONGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;should i say everything out in the open?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am so sick of all these acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;putting up a front everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will acting blur really help live longer?&lt;br /&gt;or would it kill slowly from the inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm left with not much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:51%;"&gt;我累了。心灰意冷。&lt;br /&gt;其实在我心底深处&lt;br /&gt;我知道自己傻&lt;br /&gt;知道没希望，没可能&lt;br /&gt;直到你说再见的那一天&lt;br /&gt;就让我沉浸在这梦里面&lt;br /&gt;虽然这梦并不是一场美梦&lt;br /&gt;too bad to those who cant read chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6540718186267460942?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6540718186267460942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6540718186267460942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6540718186267460942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6540718186267460942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/act-blur-live-longer.html' title='ACT BLUR = LIVE LONGER'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-2990702628344838714</id><published>2008-11-08T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:16:26.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is great</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life is great as it is now!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; that is one of the greatest lie i have ever said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-2990702628344838714?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2990702628344838714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=2990702628344838714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2990702628344838714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/2990702628344838714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-great.html' title='life is great'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-8338500094330708788</id><published>2008-11-07T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:33:51.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>说好的幸福呢</title><content type='html'>你的回话凌乱着&lt;br /&gt;在这个时刻&lt;br /&gt;我想起喷泉旁的白鸽&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜散落了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情绪莫名的拉扯&lt;br /&gt;我还爱你呢&lt;br /&gt;而你断断续续唱着歌&lt;br /&gt;假装没事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过了　走了&lt;br /&gt;爱情面临选择&lt;br /&gt;你冷了　倦了　我哭了&lt;br /&gt;离开时的不快乐&lt;br /&gt;你用卡片手写着&lt;br /&gt;有些爱只给到这　真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么了　你累了&lt;br /&gt;说好的　幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了　不说了&lt;br /&gt;爱淡了　梦远了&lt;br /&gt;开心与不开心一一细数着&lt;br /&gt;你再不舍&lt;br /&gt;那些爱过的感觉都太深刻&lt;br /&gt;我都还记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不等了&lt;br /&gt;说好的　幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我错了　泪干了&lt;br /&gt;放手了　后悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着&lt;br /&gt;要怎么停呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么了　你累了&lt;br /&gt;说好的　幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了　不说了&lt;br /&gt;爱淡了　梦远了　我都还记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EH72FMg9Ww4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EH72FMg9Ww4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8338500094330708788?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8338500094330708788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8338500094330708788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8338500094330708788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8338500094330708788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_06.html' title='说好的幸福呢'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-652802456036079385</id><published>2008-11-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:34:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too many</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;there are so many thing i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;yet there are also so many thing restricting me&lt;br /&gt;will the day where all this restriction disappear come???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. sound quite emo sia. but that is what i really feel. at the very least, i dun wanna post something that might hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;dun think im talking abt u cuz its not u(whoever "U" are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-652802456036079385?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/652802456036079385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=652802456036079385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/652802456036079385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/652802456036079385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-many.html' title='too many'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-8001087178381482140</id><published>2008-11-06T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:59:24.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@#$%^&amp;</title><content type='html'>DAMN!!! i skipped gems again. &lt;s&gt;skipping HRM lecture also.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-8001087178381482140?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8001087178381482140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=8001087178381482140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8001087178381482140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/8001087178381482140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='@#$%^&amp;'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6276418788070574998</id><published>2008-11-05T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:05:22.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes'/><title type='text'>times</title><content type='html'>sometimes i think i am too dumb for you people to understand&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i am too smart for you people to understand&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it best not too think at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i know i think too much&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i know what i feel is right&lt;br /&gt;most of the time its best not to think at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(think tonite not sleeping le... or not tmr sure late for gems)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6276418788070574998?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6276418788070574998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6276418788070574998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6276418788070574998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6276418788070574998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/times.html' title='times'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-6509187191963229132</id><published>2008-11-05T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:46:36.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stolen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jinglin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gorilla'/><title type='text'>SERIOUSLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i officially declare the end to all playing. it time for me to start studying. serious. even thought this MIGHT sound unbelievable to majority, no, to all people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;something really funny happened today. all thanks to daryl's golf club cover(protector wadever. i was sleeping in the pre-itp talk when i was woken by two short screams. haha. Ms. Chua was freaked out by daryl's hairy gorilla. SUPER LOUD AND PAISEH CAN!!! haha. she actually CRIED!!!! LOLOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had a great day out with 06 ppl plus shiqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; at central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Lunch at taglio was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to apologize to people in my class or actually to my group which are the same three persons for all module. Sorry i didnt do anything for past tutorials and projects. i was having bad times but its no excuse. please let me know what is required of me and i will do my part ok... Sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. SCREW THE KNN FCUKER WHO STOLE MY PRAIA. DAMN U AND GOD BLESS UR SON WITH NO ASSHOLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take back my words abt changing u&lt;br /&gt;it was wrong. i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;nobody can remain the same after going thru such a thing&lt;br /&gt;it's not fair for this to happened to u, or to anyone&lt;br /&gt;i cant say i understand how u feel&lt;br /&gt;nvr gone thru such pains&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible to forget, this much i know&lt;br /&gt;but moving on is possible&lt;br /&gt;letting go is possible&lt;br /&gt;time might not heal all wounds&lt;br /&gt;but fren and family does&lt;br /&gt;u have ur family and friends&lt;br /&gt;i know its impossible for u to let go now&lt;br /&gt;it takes time&lt;br /&gt;but promise me something&lt;br /&gt;dun hurt urself&lt;br /&gt;cuz it'll hurt us all&lt;br /&gt;my words still stand&lt;br /&gt;i'll be here whenever u need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-6509187191963229132?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6509187191963229132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=6509187191963229132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6509187191963229132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/6509187191963229132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-officially-declare-end-to-all-playing.html' title='SERIOUSLY'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-4986555196427928346</id><published>2008-11-03T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:32:12.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super screwed</title><content type='html'>dear evelyn just told me that today i skipped RC CA1... super screwed lar... 20% gone just like that... DAMN!!! die lar die lar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. im in gyver car at wisma carpark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-4986555196427928346?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4986555196427928346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=4986555196427928346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4986555196427928346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/4986555196427928346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-screwed.html' title='super screwed'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-5471688943189364727</id><published>2008-11-03T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:52:25.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screwed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>shit... i realized i've been skipping school for too many time... damn... gotta freaking change my bad habit... work leave me exhausted and i tend to oversleep every morning which makes me feel like skipping class...  &lt;br /&gt;wonder which kind soul would volunteer to be my alarm... &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i didnt have to work.. haha... but i know that will nvr happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-5471688943189364727?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5471688943189364727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=5471688943189364727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5471688943189364727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/5471688943189364727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-7609545216769572183</id><published>2008-11-01T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:47:01.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night expedition on halloween</title><content type='html'>skip Blaw tut to go K@katong with LYNETTE(paiseh ar) Gyver, Jerry, Kaming, Sam, Junyu, Sheena, Sze kee(did i spell it rite?) and sherlim. super high. especially last few songs. totally screaming our lungs out. majority english songs cuz of gyver who totally sucks at chinese. KM was like sleeping thru the first half. some ppl left early as they have thing on. ended abt 6+ whr only gyver jerry sze kee km sam and me left. went to sam hse to pick up gyvers car and we left for dinner. ( sam is going zouk with her bro so didnt follow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner went to gyver hse, slacked play PS3 as gyver felt that it was too early to be scary for night ex. ard 10+ went to fetch daryl from tanah merah mrt. lols daryl brought 3 torchlights!!!! and we have like a total of 2 camera and 2 vidcam. den we went all the way back to queenways to pick up angela. gyver car petrol is FREE ppl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went OCH and on the way, we witness a 'disposal' of body.lols. finally reached OCH. went in first rnd after convincing angela that nth will happen...........................&lt;br /&gt;on the second rnd a group of Gin Na wanted to join us as they didnt dare go in themselves.&lt;br /&gt;lols. there is this kid who wanted jerry to be his partner but jerry straightaway refuse.lols. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wondered if that kid is a gal will jerry refuse???&lt;/span&gt; in the end that kid clinged to daryl. lols.&lt;br /&gt;DARYL THE PROTECTOR OF SCARY KIDS&lt;br /&gt;took some really funny vid( some part scary also k)&lt;br /&gt;Most imptly, I WAS THE CAMERA MAN.&lt;br /&gt;super stuffy and we all sweat like siao.&lt;br /&gt;went changi airport for popeyes at ard 2+. after that we all went home. super tired. cabbed home with km. reached home ard 3. slept ard 5. and pls lar eve. chris tai not that free to go google ur blog ok???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:64%;"  &gt;i dunno if im rite but i felt that u are still thinking abt it.&lt;br /&gt;rmd wat i told u on that nite? i meant wat i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:64%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;inregardlessof wat u might think or feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i really just treat u as a fren.&lt;br /&gt;i'll will always be there for u&lt;br /&gt;even if u were nvr there for me&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to see u like this&lt;br /&gt;u've changed and i wish i could change u back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-7609545216769572183?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7609545216769572183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=7609545216769572183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/7609545216769572183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/7609545216769572183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-expedition-on-halloween.html' title='Night expedition on halloween'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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-3742894431785976356.post-3428490411941298214</id><published>2008-11-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:24:20.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>woooo... first blog post... (at least to majority of ppl)...&lt;br /&gt;just gonna use this as a place for me to kao bei kao bu abt some stuffs of my life&lt;br /&gt;maybe insult teachers a bit..  u know... the usual...&lt;br /&gt;dun expect weekly or even monthly update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going thru some tough time&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;always have and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3742894431785976356-3428490411941298214?l=thisissengslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3428490411941298214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3742894431785976356&amp;postID=3428490411941298214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3428490411941298214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3742894431785976356/posts/default/3428490411941298214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisissengslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Seng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06720299291719173225</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>
