<?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-1564720305478932713</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:04:02.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IceCream , Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-5446125986972865865</id><published>2011-11-12T09:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:31:29.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I did something foolish, ad somewhat i felt that it is a joke. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I make the wrong choice of confessing to you that night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now i realised that it's a right chioce that i did not confess to you last night. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I spend my whole night at your work place. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the first place, i swear i did not go purposely. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before that, i already have a bad feeling about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I spend my whole night there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i saw you, i was enlighten! Seriously!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been days since i last saw you, but to me it's like centuries long. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really miss you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though we text each other, i felt that you've change. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As in the way you text me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it because now you know i like you, or is it because of something else. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before i leave your workplace, i say i will wait for you to off work, and you replied ok. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was happy. I dont deny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I waited from 6 to 9am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The weather condition was cold and dizzling. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited with an empty stomach, and Daniel saw that i almost puke out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I send out three text at the earlier time but you reply at 8;59.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that you left the place, with someone else i guess. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seriously had no idea what's your reason for this action. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That duration that i was there waiting for you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the reply you gave. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It really tells me how much i meant to you, even we were just friends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the while, I was having flashback.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though we did not knew wach other for long but still...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the day i met you, all the fun times, the sad moments, it all came to me at once. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont think you even care about my presence in your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With or without me it's the same. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i recieved your text, or maybe i can say the last text.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually i dont feel that upset at the first place, but the smile you put at the end. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It tells and shows me everything. Perhaps let me see through you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it was meant to be a joke, I can tell you it isn't funny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not angry at you, totally NO, i swear!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just dont know why, and disappointed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After viewing that text, i walk from cine to ion. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the journey, there's a 'undescribeable' feeling in me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a chinese saying, "Cry with no tears."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i know how it felt like, i seriously dont like it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are forgiven. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont blame you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im at fault too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe its better for me to be alone for now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry people if i did not replied your msg or answer your call.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~I love you, i really do. I just hope you gave me a chance to prove it to you.~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-5446125986972865865?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5446125986972865865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5446125986972865865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/11/stupidest-thing-i-did.html' title='Who am I to you?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-105614260113541952</id><published>2011-10-17T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:02:39.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End here, I guess.</title><content type='html'>School: &lt;br /&gt;It has been 3weeks since school reopens. &lt;br /&gt;Time indeed flew pass fast. &lt;br /&gt;Time is one thing that when it's gone it will definitely cannot be find back. &lt;br /&gt;I'm lack of motivation to go school, like a seriously. &lt;br /&gt;I feel that Ive lost something real important to me. &lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I just don't know what is it. &lt;br /&gt;When or where will I gain back my motivation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends or clique: &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry! &lt;br /&gt;I know I've not been myself this few days. &lt;br /&gt;For now, I would like to remain like this, as it's the real side of me. &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a funny person, neither childish nor naughty. &lt;br /&gt;All I want now, is to be who I use to be. &lt;br /&gt;I may have scare some of you, I'm sorry. &lt;br /&gt;I just wish you all could understand. &lt;br /&gt;Something or 'things' had hit me real badly this time round.&lt;br /&gt;After it, I've decided to change back to who I use to be. &lt;br /&gt;The 'boring boy' if you all wish to know. &lt;br /&gt;I know I talk very little, neither did I joke nor play. &lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, very tired, seriously exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to further elaborate how I'm feeling now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life: &lt;br /&gt;I guess life has really knock me down this time round. &lt;br /&gt;I don't wish for anything now.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be simple, and lead a peaceful life. &lt;br /&gt;It seems like i've given up, given up on everything. &lt;br /&gt;Putting down what I use to be carrying, so when I'm dead I can fly up to heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;Ok, sounds lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You*: &lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I last talk to you and see you. &lt;br /&gt;From the start I knew this would happen. &lt;br /&gt;I won't forget you, I won't forget what we've went through. &lt;br /&gt;Then fun joy and laughter that me and you create. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you are fine with your life now. &lt;br /&gt;And perhaps found a goal in life that you wish to achieve for. &lt;br /&gt;If we ever meet again, I would just want to say one thing: " Be happy and take good care of yourself. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You**: &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what have I done wrong. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you are afraid of me now. &lt;br /&gt;Though you did not mention, but I knew you were referring to me. &lt;br /&gt;I had decided to stop and leave. &lt;br /&gt;Its all my fault. &lt;br /&gt;I started all this nonsense from the very start. &lt;br /&gt;So, let me be the one suffering. &lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I could have a chance to apologize to you face to face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You***:&lt;br /&gt;One year have gone.&lt;br /&gt;I remember clearly The day that i met you. &lt;br /&gt;Till now, I still do not know what had happen between us. &lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to find chances to ask you but as day pass by, I tell myself not to. &lt;br /&gt;You seem to be living your life happily without my presence. &lt;br /&gt;Continue with it! &lt;br /&gt;You have a great dream, you have a strong determination. &lt;br /&gt;You have your reasons for all your actions, and I respect you ! &lt;br /&gt;I will pray to god and ask him to bless you on your coming major exam. &lt;br /&gt;" Goodluck and all the best " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seems like I've spilled everything here. &lt;br /&gt;Shall take a break. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling much better now. &lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone to be bless with good health and lead a better life each day!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I need not have show or tell that I misses you, deep in my heart I will just tell myself to remember you always.~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-105614260113541952?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/105614260113541952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/105614260113541952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-here-i-guess.html' title='End here, I guess.'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-1515726182373072315</id><published>2011-10-05T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:29:44.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>School has reopen! &lt;br /&gt;New faces, new class and new modules. &lt;br /&gt;Today's module was somewhat fun and interesting. &lt;br /&gt;Classmates were all very enthu and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad after all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To somebody: &lt;br /&gt;If the decision you've made is really what you want then go for it. &lt;br /&gt;I admit I was heartbroken when I heard that... &lt;br /&gt;I nobody to change you, but can only give you advice. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you remember what I told you last time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed being a normal friend of yours though. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you really put in deep considerations before coming up with the final decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post for today... &lt;br /&gt;Not really in the mood anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-1515726182373072315?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1515726182373072315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1515726182373072315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2057977288023475273</id><published>2011-10-03T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T02:08:52.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October arrived</title><content type='html'>It's the start of October, which means holidays are coming to an end. &lt;br /&gt;Sad life, boring life, no life!!!&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening this Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to it like seriously!! &lt;br /&gt;Needa adapt to the new environment each day... &lt;br /&gt;Meeting new people, and everything seems to start from zero again! &lt;br /&gt;Never mind... &lt;br /&gt;Being positive! I should just bear with it  and after getting that diploma I'm off!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl! You had a unique character! &lt;br /&gt;I may have certain things in me that I would like you to know... &lt;br /&gt;Everyday I wish I had the chance to say it out but somehow it's not happening... &lt;br /&gt;Or I can say it's not gonna happen anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Never mind... I changing myself again. &lt;br /&gt;Now I just wanna live my everyday life peacefully. &lt;br /&gt;Let fate decide for you and me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everynight I hope that 2morow will be a peaceful day, instead of a better day! &lt;br /&gt;That's because I don't need it to be any better as I think it's the best now! &lt;br /&gt;One shouldnt demand for much in life.. &lt;br /&gt;Positive yay!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~all I want is you to remember what I've done that have create an impact in your life.~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2057977288023475273?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2057977288023475273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2057977288023475273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-arrived.html' title='October arrived'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-27503989491468819</id><published>2011-09-23T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:37:25.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of September</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to chalet for the past three days and... ok it was quite fun actually but was also abit boring. &lt;br /&gt;Boring because not all of them came and there wasn't really a well planned plan of what activities to do. &lt;br /&gt;It was a chalet, or the only chalet that I've seen so many food that we wasn't able to finish it within three days. &lt;br /&gt;I slept only two hours for that three day and don't really yet feel tired... &lt;br /&gt;Weird uh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was suppose to do something. &lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether is it I did not have the chance to do it or I did not find the chance to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda feel wasted but nvr regret.&lt;br /&gt;If I want to confess to you, it would only be just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't think I will have the chance again, as school is reopening soon. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I would still be able to keep in contact with you and remain how we are like how we use to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, give me another chance. For the chance you gave me, I will gather all my courage and without hesitating I will say out all the words that I want to say to 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/1564720305478932713-27503989491468819?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/27503989491468819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/27503989491468819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/09/end-of-september.html' title='End of September'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-5994815160672832910</id><published>2011-09-17T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:51:21.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a short one</title><content type='html'>I'm getting tired. &lt;br /&gt;Really tired of life..&lt;br /&gt;But still it must go on unless I die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of working, but if I dont work, I got no money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of going to school, though it's the holidays now, but school will be reopening in weeks time. &lt;br /&gt;Changing of class, waking up early in the morning and the ling travel distance really pull my motivation down alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard not to think of you each day, but I fail... &lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do will always makes me remind me to think of you. Is this love or what? &lt;br /&gt;I know very well that we are from two very different world but I wish fate would bring us together by closing the gap in between us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall sleep early tonight. forcing myself to wake up early and head for church 2morow morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I just wanna let you know, I like you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-5994815160672832910?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5994815160672832910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5994815160672832910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-short-one.html' title='Just a short one'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-889739457565415696</id><published>2011-08-27T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:34:39.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast isn't it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So, one semester had past. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holiday now, and when school reopen, it will be again a brand new start. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Going to have lots of awkward moments and knowing new people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not sure whether will i adapt to the new class and get bond with them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a weird person, so as to speak, no ones understand me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting on with life, after what happen about a month ago. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still have no idea what went wrong between the two of us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things just seem to go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;worng&lt;/span&gt; so suddenly and i wish i would have the chance to ask you personally. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But sadly, i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are so close but yet so far. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happen, between us, i serious had no idea and wish someone could just tell me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i guess we are total stranger. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MAybe&lt;/span&gt; this may not be bad idea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If fate allows, i hope we could bump into each other again, and start a new friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After that, i decide to give up everything that i had held on for long. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, i let go for that few pathetic days. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know whether do i just had a crush on you or certainly just treating you as a very close friend. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest say that my action were too obvious to tel that i like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i ask myself, is it true??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always uncertain about my feelings, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whihc&lt;/span&gt; i hate it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How? Is there any kind soul out there that would guide me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EVen&lt;/span&gt; if i confess to you, i already knew what's your response or answer would be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contradicting is, if i never try how i know it will fail?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haiis&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gettting&lt;/span&gt; somewhat boring.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt that i got position over there any more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one to blame, but the world is changing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From what i can see, each &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;banch&lt;/span&gt; of new people that are coming in are different. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too different from last time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never mind, work for the money and maintain the motivation and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; i had build up over there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesser and lesser people are working..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are getting less and less bond together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone is busy with life, i guess. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; at work, i will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; lots and lots of flashback. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing there, nothing to do, makes me think back of the happy moments i had over there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish time would stop there and the fun and joy i had with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; ends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i miss the times that i call you 'Baby', had lunch together, laughing together, playing while working together, and i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spend&lt;/span&gt; this year valentines day with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had the flash back that you cried in front of me, and i felt useless... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; of this will never gonna happen again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gone&lt;/span&gt; had gone far far away and never will it come back again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope that things will become better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, frankly speaking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deeply in me i felt unfair. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; old enough to be mature enough to think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;positively&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It maybe stormy right now but it will not rain forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will try to be strong and will stand back up after each knock down. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will smile as much as i could to keep me from thinking too much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I just want to say, i have feelings for you, yes i still do though i said &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; give up.I may not be the one whom you will choose, but rather i hope i had the chance to be the one."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Loving one person doesn't mean you have to be together with her, but rather make her live her life happily, and when she is happy, you yourself will be happy too.~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-889739457565415696?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/889739457565415696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/889739457565415696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/08/fast-isnt-it.html' title='Fast isn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-8531414726454137630</id><published>2011-05-24T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:02:19.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring day. How come?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today it's a tiring day for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont know why also...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Early in the morning wake up unwilling...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Force myself to school de...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiis... dont feel like going school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAve to travel so far and spend so many hours sitting down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No choice and have to tolerate for three years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's so many things i want to say but i dont know where to start from.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way i talk to you now is like how we talk at the beginning of our friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Short conversations.... haiis... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who to blame? Me lo.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tired ttm. Resting early tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight reader.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will post longer 2morow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~i love you, but i dont know what would happen if i confess to you.~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-8531414726454137630?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8531414726454137630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8531414726454137630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/tiring-day-how-come.html' title='Tiring day. How come?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6871371478836878765</id><published>2011-05-23T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:25:45.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did i make the wrong choice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is a busy day for me, i guess. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many things to do, need to finish the poster stand and still got UT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiis.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;UT was still okok, able to do some of the questions. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's so many questions in me that i kept asking myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what for i kept asking myself and there's no answer to it???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where can i find the answer, when can i know the answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seriously came to a point where i dont even know what i'm doing??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont even know who am i, or do i really know myself well?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAve i made the right choice to wait?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i really gonna give up the whole forest just for that particular seed still buried in the ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i still gonna stubborn, or is it the right thing to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seriously dont know, really dont know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that keepig quiet is the best solutions to all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing would change if i say it out, but then if i dont say it out, things changes fast and unexpected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it like this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or is this life??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who exactly can give me the answer to all my questions, to all my doubts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hey, i just wanna tell you that i miss the time where we use to be so close together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We had fun at work, all the joy and laughter we had. I miss the day that i spend my this year Valentine's day with you. The lunch at Pizza Hut, and how we spent our day at work. I did have the urge to buy a present for you, but i was too late. I miss the chance and i dont think there's another time i could do it again. I miss that night that you cry in front of me. I was shock, i was at a loss of what to do. I feel like hugging you but i never, beecause i dont dare to. Instantly i felt heartbroken seeing your tears roll out of your eyes, and i felt useless at that point in time. I miss the time that i use to send you to the bus stop every night after work. Even though i did not send you back home but still i felt.... Now... it's all gone... it has ended and i guess there wont be another time where allthis could hapen again.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss everything, i lost all the thing, because f my foolish act and decision.!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that somebody can just give me one tight slap and wake me up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's nothing i could do now. So, i'm jut gonna go with the flow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying to GOd and hopes he hears my voices.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6871371478836878765?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6871371478836878765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6871371478836878765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/did-i-make-wrong-choice.html' title='Did i make the wrong choice?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3031617866490236795</id><published>2011-05-18T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:59:45.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So many things happen in this few months.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've transfer from Sushi Tei ( SG) to ( NEX ) . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never regretted on my decision and i think it's the correct choice to leave there though having much relationship with the people there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, everyone have left, two seniors of mine have quit, AM has transfer to ( TP ) and seldom part timers are wroking nowsadays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, luckily i left and came ot NEX. Though till now i still cant find or create the feeling that i once use to had at the previous outlet, i'm trying hard t create that among the whole service crew. I hope one day, we wil be exactly like a family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Studies: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;School have started. A month have pass. And UT is round the corner. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;School was kinda cool. Met a class of 25 new friends. Quite a fun and interesting class to be in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learning new stuffs again, in a total new environment. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Problem solving, Organisational behaviour, Engineering Design, Math, Science!! Woots!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interesting and fun modules! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But but but... i dislike the timetable... everyday the same routine... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;830-330, each day just that is a diff module. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAybe after a few more weeks i will be adapt to it le ba.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing the life in secondary school!!! but this is life, everyone of us have to move on and none should choose to move back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda closing an eye towards everything. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tolerance and forgiveness i'm telling myself everyday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i know more about myself, after this few months. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i know that, im always unclear of my feelings. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never once had i been clear of it... tmd... seriously..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I blame no one.. but myself... blaming myself on everything....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling myself to be more positive looking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should apologise to you, even though i dont know what i've done wrong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew things would turn out to be like this, like how it is like today... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You going towards the left to achieve your high goals in life, and i take the right path which leads me to where i want to go to. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The problems lies on, we do not know each other well enough, and now everything turns to be like this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm should go with the flow now ba.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never am i gonna tell you how much i use to love you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Earth is round, if we are fated we will meet one day, somewhere!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;==== &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still quite alot of stuffs to say.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never mind... slowly post ba.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no rush....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Byebye!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leap fences, penetrates walls to arrive at it's destination, full of hopes.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3031617866490236795?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3031617866490236795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3031617866490236795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-5127546764421231554</id><published>2011-05-18T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:48:26.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hi blog!! Guess nobody is looking at this blog already...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blog maybe later in the day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite alot of thngs to post!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-5127546764421231554?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5127546764421231554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5127546764421231554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-another.html' title='It&apos;s another....'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2199278255591783079</id><published>2010-12-21T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:51:05.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;19 dec 2010..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My birthday was like any other normal days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every year this day will be lonely...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This year, abit diff... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was happy! but also abit sad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy! cause there's a small group of ppl celebrate it with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks alot guys!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sad! cause i thought you would remember, and will be the first to wish me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but nvm la... you didn't did it on purpose, just mix up the dates... and was late by half an hour...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still i got happy after you wish me, though it was half an hour late! (: not blaming you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's over le... that's it... hoping that what i wish for would come true ba.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still i'm reminding myself certain facts... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somethings i must know, and bear in mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's also a reason why i dont dare to step one step forward....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should just quietly wait for you ba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes while chatting with you, i really wish you were beside me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you are able to see my reactions or know how i feel....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis... it's impossible la...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It may be the perfect cup of tea for me, but do i get the chance to drink it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things ain't easy as it seems....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ With determination, i'll try and i'll wait~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2199278255591783079?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2199278255591783079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2199278255591783079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-1765000435859253308</id><published>2010-12-11T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:56:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm currently working at Sushi Tel @ Nex mall!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the beginning and sure there's lots of problem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm sure things will turn well after sometime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sure of certain things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes! I like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i always bear in mind certain things....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and keep on reminding myself of it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my first time trying and waiting for a special 'you'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont wish for much.... ( none of my wish came true before though)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So day passes fast each day... and dont know when will things gonna change....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nights readers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;update in a weeks time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ your words do hurts sometimes but neither i show nor tell~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-1765000435859253308?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1765000435859253308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1765000435859253308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/12/short-and-simple.html' title='Short and simple'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-4288811325515924997</id><published>2010-11-14T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:26:54.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought things went the right way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yes, finally '' level i over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awaited long enough for this day to come...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though it's the holday now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;freedom is all around me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still there are things that makes me emo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm fated to be an emo kid..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i do wonder whether am i a failure?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would nvr get the things i wanted...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter how much i wish for,or strive for...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would either slips pass my palm, or nvr even got a chance to grab it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya, i like you. But i didn't show or tell you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's because i'm scared... i'm shy to take the first move... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i should really make up my mind ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now i really had came out with the correct decision...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank god for letting me know, what i should do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just a person, that cames into your life suddenly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then after leaving footprints, i left.... o,o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just all this that could come to my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;should i be sad or happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something cant be explain... cause no one knows why...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days spent with you was enjoyable...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's gonna be short, and i'm gonna treasure it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not gonna say a word to you, dont wish you realise anything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to forget me, and live happily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe, when the next time i saw you, we will be total strangers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope that i would see you again. I'm leaving you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really know now le. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights reader.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont smile again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if my mouth smile, the knife still remains in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;))))):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( It's impossible, even if i say it now.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( I will miss you, but i wont say.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-4288811325515924997?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/4288811325515924997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/4288811325515924997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-thought-things-went-right-way.html' title='I thought things went the right way...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6264639491267084582</id><published>2010-10-22T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T16:50:01.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna say something..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ok O level have started!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really time to concentrate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sotong: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not trying to irritate you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but just that i want to talk to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promised to you, that i'm gonna drew that penguin for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mean, it. And your words motivated me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said.: " Good things worth waiting! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy ttm when i heard this! Cool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've started drawing and 2months is the max time you gonna wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special you: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So awkward without you around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You went oversea at the wrong time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nvm... your action touch me again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though those letter contain short para..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all motivates me alot! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks sis! you're the best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We learn to pick up things, but also remember to learn to put down also.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may seems positive to you, a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ctually i'm not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what can i do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so just close one eye and think positive lo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started to be positive because that cute sotong taught me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiiss... dont know what to say already....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish i could pass all the upcoming exams ba.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I gotta close an eye to say i miss you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6264639491267084582?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6264639491267084582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6264639491267084582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-wanna-say-something.html' title='I wanna say something..'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-8282908684503348759</id><published>2010-10-14T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:24:52.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not happy at all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The opposite of 'come' is 'go'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special one.-: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We knew each other not too long ago...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;slowly we become very good friends...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then you become my sister...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things change each day, and i knew we were part after sometime...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, it's the last day, and also the last time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am able to go to school with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take bus with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;play and have fun with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you brought to me lots of fun joy and laughter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You taught me things too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really wish that we would not part but still this things cant be avoided...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is live, many things are fated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank god for letting me to get to know you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's fated!:P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You surprise did touch me! Thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know what to say... but just have to admit that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are the best sister i have among all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though now i know we'll start to drift... but still &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i willl try my very best to keep in contact with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your response to my that "question" was not what i expected...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still i gotta accepted it. it's special i admit, cause a special person gives special reply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas... i'm not talking sense now, i think...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, thanks lots!(: loves!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exactly one week to 'O' levels.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont think i'm gonna make it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I doint have time to study...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm tired... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though my motivation is there to study...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still dont know why i cant...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can somebody tell me why...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm putting aside all stuffs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope miracle happen ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm already chiong-ing god!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got so many things to say to somebody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i dont think it's right to do so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i just want to simply tell you that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not angry at you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sotong girlgirl, i'm use to your unique character.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like finally!!(: know i'm starting to understand you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You really let me know what is call...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the cold and hot times! Cool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never gonna give up anything!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Party till insane after 'O's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I just wanna say, i miss you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-8282908684503348759?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8282908684503348759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8282908684503348759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-not-happy-at-all.html' title='I&apos;m not happy at all...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-7526987083741325416</id><published>2010-10-08T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:23:21.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta let it be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Quite sometime didn't post le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many words to say, but just dont know how to start it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe start from the past ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;somebody-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankly speaking...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i abit angry at you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what for sia, i ask myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ain;t that important to me anymore..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not the cruel one.. it's you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you had your happy life now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i dont even need to care right...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your words were all so convincing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i dont even think you know me now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A total stranger as can say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fine, things change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not gonna do anything and we see how things goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Girl ar-...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are just so 'uncommentable'....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though me and you we like still very cold....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i hope things could really change...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a few sms a day.. or not even one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from you, can say it's killing me....last time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i can say... i'm use to it le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's up to you whether anot to sms me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's your character... so i'm accepting it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are just a innocent individual...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Mei ar-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i wonder whether is it too late to get to know you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if i had known you earlier??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the time we spent together is not alot...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i do treasure my every second with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you gave me a very different feelings from the others...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so warmth, fun and laugh alot when i'm with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speaking the truth! I did not sleep in class for a week le..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As every morning i become your punching bag...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who hits away all my sleeping worm. hahahas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I enjoy my time being with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are a special individual...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this world, everyone is different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And people do change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Xiong di- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've have change, do you realise?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont you realised that people around you are start to dislike you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont you realised that somewhat your actions or words are affecting people around you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you maybe good at everything.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what's the point if you did not have a good character?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's fine with me, whether you change into a monster or what...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause the one losing out is not me and its you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing you long enough...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sure you would come to your senses one day and realise your mistake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still have trust in you!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a nice night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Studying now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got 4th in class... sadded):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should have got better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm, work harder for the last lap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I do, really, like you! you believe?~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-7526987083741325416?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7526987083741325416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7526987083741325416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/10/gotta-let-it-be.html' title='Gotta let it be...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6179322778269105174</id><published>2010-09-30T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:12:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is already 30/09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It only three weeks to 'o' level...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only two weeks left for me in school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chances of seeing you is getting lesser...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not angry at you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not ignoring you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm just making myself to accept who you are...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty, cute. Excellent partners for life. Protective. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easily hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what horoscope says about Cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find it somehow true..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It doesn't make a difference whether do i sms you or never...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont you feel that something is n&lt;/em&gt;ot right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont blame you, maybe you are too young to know..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can only blame myself for falling into a special person like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say...&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing changes when holidays come.&lt;br /&gt;Night readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;I'm timid to tell you, i miss you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6179322778269105174?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6179322778269105174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6179322778269105174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-cant.html' title='I cant..'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3470739119979759544</id><published>2010-09-25T02:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T02:43:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fated ?O,o..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was unexpected, as i can say so...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I somehow believe in fate... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now, i have 80% trust in 'God'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Firstly, went school with Krusita...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas. She so funny, then keep 'jacking' me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas. unexpected...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secondly, asist manager wasn't feeling well....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was called back to help at night....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i went.... unexpected....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thirdly, i was on my way to work...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;need take bus from tpy interchage....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bus 73... then i went to queue for it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then my so called ' senses' told me that 'she' is in tpy central....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok then i got out of the queue... and went to withdraw money...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i say to myself.... if we have fate we will meet each other...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just when i finish... i looked up.... OMG!!! 'she' really did appear in front of me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was wordless, and we just say hello... O,O... OMG!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahhahahs... happy!(: .... unexpected... for the first time...!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fourth, i was called to take charge of the queue for the first time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahas.... not much ppl today but still got abit jam in between....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the end, i was so thirsty.... and hide in the kitchen to drink and eat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas... unexpected...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fifith, after work, go play pool.... thought that it would be a peaceful night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sadly, got check by five police officer.... =.="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis... iu got the gangster look meh? ): ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...unexpected.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God, somehow now i believe that you are around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will try to find sometime out, to go to church.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you, now i think i know what you've plan for me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still i'm abit loss of what to do next...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or even what you have plan for me next???..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'O' levels here i come...!!!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Fated, yes i believe, i think~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3470739119979759544?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3470739119979759544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3470739119979759544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/fated-oo.html' title='Fated ?O,o..'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-7976197797734609993</id><published>2010-09-23T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T23:47:43.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A para of thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's gone, and will always be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think it's really time when things starts to change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My senses were right again. It really happen and it's changing everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept saying that somethings would change but somethings would not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now, i think i was wrong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impacts occurs... Nothing to stop it... cause it's all fated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna just let it flew off my hands...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If one day it comes back, i will not hold on to it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights readers~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bypassers in life and Footprints are two different things....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~A blurblur you, makes me blurblur too~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-7976197797734609993?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7976197797734609993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7976197797734609993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/para-of-thoughts.html' title='A para of thoughts...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-352024972961625125</id><published>2010-09-20T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:45:34.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WaitingWonderingWanting</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Last month le... exactly... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After that i would have to say goodbye to everybody...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Times seem to flew past quickly, but moments will hold it back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting....-...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited for so many things....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited for 'O' levels...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited for holidays...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited for her...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited for someone sms...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... seems like everyday i'm waiting....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting is just a so common action use in everyday life.!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eventually i started the conver... prepared and accepting who she is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow, a very different friend i had.... she's special in a way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm just only gonna treat her as a friend.... cause....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somethings dont change and would not change...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering....-...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder what is my future...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder what happen next...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder will be change to be good or bad...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder who will miss me if i die now...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder which job would i be in next time...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... everyone single one sure have thought of the future....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wouldn't want to know to future... o,o..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering is good. I makes our brain think and so brain cells wont die off easily...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:P hahas... but dont think too far....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For me, i'm just taking one step at a time, and see how things go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facing any obstacles, and solving any problem met...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be strong ppl!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanting....-...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always want this want that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if the thing is mine, it will be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if it's not it will nvr gonna be....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now, i tried to be positive le.. ( what you always tell me )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We dont demand for things, but we could wish for it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then we try hard to achieve it, in the correct way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Treasure if we get it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont give up if we didn't... but also sometimes we must learn to let go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My motivation will be rebuild... soon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Closing both my eyes... and not gonna look what's happening around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My aims: Eng, B3, Chi, B4, CSci, B4, Chum, B4, Math, B4, DnT, A1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope i could achieve it! 40% use during prelims.. i shall see what i get...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;Came at the right time~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-352024972961625125?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/352024972961625125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/352024972961625125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/waitingwonderingwanting.html' title='WaitingWonderingWanting'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6677963852937762345</id><published>2010-09-16T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:04:04.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I cant believe that i came to a point in life....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i had no choice and to tell lie.&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried ok! i seriously tried! i do my best in any way....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i cant, i just cant.... ): &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What for i be honest with everything?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do i get in return...? .... o,O?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hate myself nowsaday... !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not 'me' ... not behaving like what i usually does...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For example: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be friendly to anyone, and start a simple conversation...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...but now i dont.?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will still talk, reply sms, or smile towards everyone....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...but now i dont.?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will stop what i'm doing whenever you come to my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... but now i dont.? ( shake my head, and off you go )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will keep looking at my phone, hoping for your sms...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... but now i dont.? ( cause i'm waiting for you to sms me, and i know you wont )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will have the motivation to force me to go school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...but now i dont.? ( it just dont make sense )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will eat at least three meals a day, and my medication on time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...but now i dont.? ( no appetite, no point eatting med also )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things went the other way, and i cant stop it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who exactly out there, knows me the best?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who knows, when i dont reply a conver, means something is not right? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who knows, when do i mean my words, and when i dont?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who knows, when i'm joking, and when i'm serious?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who knows, when am i angry, sad, happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who knows, how i feel inside me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who knows, how my life is like?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya, hong was right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lying is somehow good at certain times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, my words will all be 'lie' now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe it or not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you care for me, know me well, feel me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will be able to tell...0,0&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind is corrupted...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm 'happy' ppl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Lies are everywhere in this world~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6677963852937762345?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6677963852937762345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6677963852937762345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/lies.html' title='Lies!'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3702273708009626462</id><published>2010-09-15T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T15:54:59.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Somehow i feel i'm lack of something in life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somethings that i use to do everyday, doesn't seems to happen nowsaday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt so empty in my heart... but i can't figure out what is it???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O,o???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watch time flew pass me everyday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A month to 'O' level... and i'm sure i did badly for my prelim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just do not have the confident... i lost it... and couldn't find it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i dont know why i'm going school for...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I use to wake up early in the morning, and tell myself, i need to go school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I use to have my motivation around me... but sadly, it's drifting away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it my fault or whose fault...? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i only had to persevere the very last bit of motivation in me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got nothing to say, for once....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind was blank....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiis...Haiis...Haiis...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm wordless too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let see how it goes ba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God, i hope you would grant me three wishes"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Readers, have a nice day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bear in mind that... A decision you made in life, will affect your future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;I shouldn't step into your life~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3702273708009626462?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3702273708009626462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3702273708009626462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/days-only.html' title='Days only...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-5012673138989124690</id><published>2010-09-11T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:42:15.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon 15:15 , 11/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's the afternoon... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11/09, 15:15pm.... Warm and windy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day by day, hour by hour, mins by mins...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watch the time flew away... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blink of an eye... 'O' level is coming...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blink of an eye... I knew you for exactly 4months...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blink of an eye... I've waited for 3 and 1/2 month&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blink of an eye... A year is coming to an end...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life can only be 'play', and not 'rewind'... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a warm afternoon, i'm laying on my bed, looking out of the windows...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clouds in the sky, slowly flew past me. My went on to daydream....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First thing that comes to my mind, was you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the fun, joke, laughter... all the happy moments and sad time we had...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this will be kept in my heart, i my mind...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My happiest moment of life, you gave it to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My saddiest moment of life, you brought for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like it. Everything that concerns you, i like it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm use to re-read our conversation... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's the only time when i felt that, the time is 'rewinding'...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the very beginning, i senses tells me that it will be a endless conversation...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to believe.... till days ago... i start doubting it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe this is fated. God meant it this way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm use to sms-ing you everyday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if it's just one sms... i'm also satisfied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought i could control myself....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadly tell you i couldn't... dont need 24hours, just 8hours.... or less...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i start to miss you... i tried hard to force myself in ways not to think of you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i dont know why i just cant.... i hate myself... seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i'm feeling moody... heart's aching again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know there's nothing i could do... i can't change the way you think...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got no power to change anything.... i'm just a 'no-body'....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you. That's why i tell myself i must be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though i'm sad, but i will remain happy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though my heart broke, but still i will cover the wound and smile at you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though i'll leave you one day, but my feelings will nvr change,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i will miss/think of you, like how i do everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe, this is it ba... let nature take it course.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even i know i'm hurt, injured badly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; but i'm trying hard to be strong, and stand back up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No harm liking someone... though i knew there's not a single hope...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will just, hahas, smile. Carry on with life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~What will happen next, i wonder~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-5012673138989124690?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5012673138989124690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5012673138989124690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/afternoon-1515-1109.html' title='Afternoon 15:15 , 11/09'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-4840377040147518811</id><published>2010-09-10T00:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:28:33.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It've been months...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet i see nothing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God, you won!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry for doubting you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, you proven to me that you are around me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You respond to me! Thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My feelings are corrupted!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know what to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm very happy! i kept saying and telling myself, i'm happy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, i still ask myself... am i really happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i trusted my senses this time round...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i was right, and i dont really feel hurt this time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unfortunately, i still turn back to ask myself, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really not heartbroken???....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one knows exactly how i'm feeling...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody cares... nobody bother either...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahas(: i guess it's over ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The story ended??? O,o? i think so...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chapter 2 is coming up on my other blog...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep a look out for it, dont miss it! hahas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things may have change or starting to change...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one thing will nvr change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's my love for you.! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ask me to find someone better...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i replied...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because it's impossible to find someone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that can chat with me for so long, and nvr complain...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that can joke around, play, and laugh with me, though it's just though sms...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that able to let me have high and low times...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, it's so cold, but sometimes its so hot! that should be the way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that let me realised how to be jealous or what is the meaning of jealous...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that let me tasted my own tears, and knew that tears are salty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that  let me experience how painful when your heartbreaks... ouch!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No way, i'm gonna find another one like you! no!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will always live in my heart!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's ok! Things have seem to be settling down...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really time for me to go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's time for me to close my eyes and nvr wake up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wish, is for every single people around me to hate me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope you understand. hope you realised something.!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont be sorry, cause you did nothing wrong.... (;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i learn to lie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if you are the closest person to me, i will still lie to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My words are all lies... so dont listen and believe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm 'HAPPY'~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoho(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I'm dying~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-4840377040147518811?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/4840377040147518811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/4840377040147518811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/hate-me.html' title='Hate me...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-8071391078625339892</id><published>2010-09-09T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:45:51.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointed</title><content type='html'>Keeping this post short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;You believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senses hint me something...&lt;br /&gt;I believe it this time round...&lt;br /&gt;and guess what...&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel a single thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahs....&lt;br /&gt;It time for me to go....&lt;br /&gt;Your happiness is the clue for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me nothing...&lt;br /&gt;cause i knew everything...&lt;br /&gt;hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights readers.&lt;br /&gt;Only i can understand this post... i guess...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I wont hate you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-8071391078625339892?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8071391078625339892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8071391078625339892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/disappointed.html' title='disappointed'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-8877590840723265415</id><published>2010-09-06T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:22:55.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Gonna be short....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;05/09/2010...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ken's dying day....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today phone nvr ring....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder is it spoil or what...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but not... it's working well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you, i miss you, i miss you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've put me into a test today....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And eventually i fail....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i miss you... i'm use to talking to you everyday....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moody.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can i do? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing lo... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have your life...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have your freedom...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time can tell and prove everything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hours without you, is torturing me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day without you, is killing me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO you know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll remain in silence...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All is fated...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God, can you hear me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Precious ... ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-8877590840723265415?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8877590840723265415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/8877590840723265415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-dead.html' title='i&apos;m dead'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3541830631888393001</id><published>2010-09-03T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:05:45.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who exactly know me...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Moody now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Short post....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder, who exactly know me well....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever wonder how i'm feeling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now let me tell you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont give short reply while sms-ing, or in msn chats...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My: hahs... means a faint smile....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;        [;....... means a fake smile...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        if i &lt;em&gt;just reply a .k. i dont really mean it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;        orh... means i'm sad.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's just too many.... i'm lazy to type it all out....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm... also nobody would care either.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish you can understand how i feel at certain moment...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish you could feel or sense me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O,o....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights reader.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Icecream going heaven le, you know?~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3541830631888393001?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3541830631888393001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3541830631888393001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-exactly-know-me.html' title='Who exactly know me...?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-5219428136339199263</id><published>2010-09-02T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:00:14.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "best" compo...</title><content type='html'>This compo is said to be my most well written among all...&lt;br /&gt;Posting it... as you demand it... (; hope you like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting on the beach, i gazed longingly at the light blue sky dotted with whispery clouds that were dancing above me. It was one of my classmate's birthday. I could not help with the setting up of the fire for the barbeque later on, and so i strolled to the beach. My thoughts were wandered into the happy moments of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was jolted from my thoughts when i heard a loud screaming voice. "Help!"Help!" , it was a girl's scream, and were getting louder. A mixture of curiousity and caution prompted me to find out what was happening. With lightened steps, i traced the scream. To my horror, two burly men, twice my size had a girl cowering in fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was almost on her knees as she tried to plea them to let her go. When one of the men swung and slapped the girl, i lost my inhibitions and sprung forward. Strubling forward with both my fists holding up, i yelled at the top of my voice for them to stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;None of the two men were panicing, they stood, staring at me, unwavering, clenched fists at their sides and shoulders taut. My arms still raised as i know they were going to attack me. One of the men took out a knife that has been tucked in his back pocket, an attack was imminent. Looking around, i searched frantically for a weapon that i could use to chase them away. Sadly, there was nothing around i could use except a few fallen leaves. I gathered all my courage, and shouted at them again to call them to stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was about to prepeare myself for an attack when i heard a shout from a near distance. My friends were running towards me. The two burly men realised that they are outnumbered, they kept their weapons and stomped off with an angry face. They stomped off fast and we soon lost sight of them. The girl was still frightened and she laid her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Thank you," into my ear. We become friends and later in the week, i realised that she was from the same school as me! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The end-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the best!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers!o,o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~If life were like a well-written story....~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-5219428136339199263?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5219428136339199263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5219428136339199263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-best-compo.html' title='My &quot;best&quot; compo...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-4456958806273285513</id><published>2010-09-02T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:11:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Exams started today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slept only 3 hours last night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis... but still very energetic now leh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's something wrong with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday, was a 'dots day'....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe or not... up to you... ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woke up in the morning... teachers day.. no school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got a very very very strange feeling....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like thing bad, shocking, unexpected, sad is going to happened....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waited and waited.... sms-ing my precious sister at the same time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then in the evening... hahas... guess what....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i thought is true!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ask me that question.... like after so long....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i honestly told you everything, spilled all out....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahs... dont know why i feel different after letting you know....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felt like a free person... but yet i still have to say sorry to you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope things will go smoothly in future ba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somethings i really dont understand...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somethings i would rather choose not to understand....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet there are somethings that happen to went into your ears...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and somehow or where, it affect you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( understand)???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takecare of yourself, girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I love you, i really do~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-4456958806273285513?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/4456958806273285513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/4456958806273285513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/09/nothing-more.html' title='Nothing more...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-605008948062957925</id><published>2010-08-30T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T19:42:41.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with me...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This few days didn't blog...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont know what to post... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or i could say dont feel like spilling out what's on my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but today... realise something.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made you angry yesterday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conversation were going 'smooth' but turned into hell!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, actually supposed it to be joking with you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but didn't know your reaction so big...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda shock also... Sincerely apologise to you! SORRY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And also thanks for letting me realise the my action and words are...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so... ( never go throught the brain ) .... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nowsaday, i wonder alot....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering this wondering that.... and all's about you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda very stubborn and unpatience this few days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how come ar??? o,O? i also dont know leh....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm still keeping everything to myself... so nvm la....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have your freedom, and i'm nobody to you, whom can anyhow interrupt it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling myself this all the time... to comfort myself in another words...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually, i knew alot of things... just that i act as if i'm a toopid person...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who KNOWS nothing.... so everyboy will think i'm iding in the dark....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somethings, yes, dont need somebody to say it out... i also know,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now you will be wondering i have super power is it? hahs... no!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can tell who is lying, who is telling the truth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can tell who is keeping a secrets from me, or unlike me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm like waiting for the day where all the truth would be out...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopefully the day is near... but i dont really care....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone have secrets! Agree? o,O? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's your decision whether to keep it or say it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wont be punish for making the wrong decision.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So ya, be positive lo... what can i do? nothing.~.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some how i start doubting everyone around me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow i start doubting that you are ignoring me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow i'm doubting that no ones likes me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow i start to doubt that you are lying to me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But all this, how i know??? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not blind.... i'm not a person who does not have feelings....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A way how a person behave and speak.... can tell lots of things....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be smart ppl.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This post sounds abit sarcastic.... dont know why also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i sad, angry, or moody now?.....o,o?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis... skipping the hospital check up next week....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder what's the point of scanning my head again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;die jiu die lo.... i'm not a nice person... i'm heartlesss, i'm bias...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas.... so dots.... nvm la, no ones uderstand also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exams here! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise you i will do well!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i will try my best this time round!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the way thanks for being my motivation to study!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smiles(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you know me well, you would definitely know how i feel while typing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiayou! All the best! Goodluck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;I'm touch by your words, but sadly you just treat me as your kor...~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-605008948062957925?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/605008948062957925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/605008948062957925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with me...?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-81570260722499327</id><published>2010-08-27T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:27:02.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired ttm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So many days nvr blog.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very busy this few day.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very late then reach home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very tired as i'm rushing the DnT course work...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now i can relax le... DnT done! Finally can sleep...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slept less than 8 hours this two nights.... haiis....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One meal a day only... haiis.... somehow broke also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This few days i was moody....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy... Sad... dont know how to say also...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one knows... cause i no say ma.... :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking to you this few days... but still unlike last time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conversation were not so long... short replies... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;expected replies... dry conversation.... as can say.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i dont find it bored! Yet i'm happy... i think... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though i start a topic mst of the time.. nvm la...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as i can talk to you can le....[:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many Many things to say, but i dont know how to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and cant think what to post also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days were bright yet dark...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half of the sky were bright, but the other half were dark...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's describing my feelings also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half happy, half sad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which means, it's also complicated in there.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you understand me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you wonder how i feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does you know what i want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When are you ready?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever wonder why i would choose to wait?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many questions, i hope you would ask me everytime.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sadly you ask none of it.... nvm la.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday, praying to God, talking to him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i always end of with... haiis... nvm... it's ok....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime i close an eye.... i would ask myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i right or wrong.... then i haiis.. nvm la....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Such a toopid person.... icecream old man.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At my darkest side of life... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish you could be the light that lights up a path way for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At my brightest side of life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you could be by my side, together with me, enjoying that moment....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will this gonna happen?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It nvr gonna to, i guess...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay happy, healthy, and safe, Precious! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night readers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cripple frog in the well couldn't see the light anymore...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will sleep to death....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Ken E-e Icecream like .............~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-81570260722499327?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/81570260722499327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/81570260722499327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/tired-ttm.html' title='Tired ttm....'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3852916968188726668</id><published>2010-08-23T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:50:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never gonna let it stop...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Been talking with you this few days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeling happy!...(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope this will never end....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday:.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woke up by your sms! hahas....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then study at home....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ask me whether i want go join you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to go... but.... i'm shy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God gave me a chance, but i let it slipped off my finger tips...):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nvm.... abit sad la.... but still continue chatting with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our conversation somehows gets bored in between...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gather my courage and ask you that very question...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half happy, half sad.... when i get to know you answer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its' ok... time will prove everything.... and i will wait for you...(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today:.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Normal day.... Special for you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You went modelling today... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanting so badly to go see you.... but.... got no chance....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm... at least got photos to see....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You told me, the thing will end at 9plus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My jaw drop!!! HUH!!! that's very long....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hours without talking to you, were like travelling to hell...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moody... got no mood to do DnT and went off a while later...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, i, WOW!  7plus your show ended! So happy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but through your sms, i sense that you are tired.... uber tired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm... it will be a short night then.... you've slept....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oral for me 2morow! Going doze off soon too....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night reader! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish me good luck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ I love you, but i cant say it to you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3852916968188726668?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3852916968188726668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3852916968188726668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-gonna-let-it-stop.html' title='Never gonna let it stop...?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-7576132494197035088</id><published>2010-08-21T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:47:57.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo hen xiang ni...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today, another boring day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay home the whole day.... and sms-ing her...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not bad though...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if i tell you i'm jealous?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What will your reaction be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O,o? i wonder.... o,o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually, why should i be jealous?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep telling myself that, i dont need to care who you go out with...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or what you are doing out there.... but then....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant control... it's like so natural... even i'm just a friend of yours...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya, you will be thinking, that's so dots.... -,-"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One fine day, all of us will be busy with our life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;long working hours, less friends, less meetings, rare calls, no sms, late nights calls...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont even have time for us to relax....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At such times in lives, you'll look outside your window...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and getting a flashback of good old memories...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'll smile with a tear in your eyes... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then you turn back and wish you could rewind time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but sadly it's impossible... Smile and carry on with life!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories will always keep you smiling~!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today afternoon, i was 'drawing circles again'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i came to realise that i wasn't behaving like me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm like a different person.... how come? i ask myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's shouldn't be the Ken... i must change back....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya then i tell myself... no more, no more changing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i should be who i am...O,o!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i should accept who they are.., &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's up to them whether anot they want to accept who am i....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear girl, i like you! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;No one can tell how much i like you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-7576132494197035088?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7576132494197035088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7576132494197035088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/wo-hen-xiang-ni.html' title='Wo hen xiang ni...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2391485315896493156</id><published>2010-08-20T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:02:18.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is friday... again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weekend coming... again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing you... again and again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dnt work finally finish...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to journal... again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite satisfied with me drawing this time round...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find one day, i shall show it to you, and hear your comments...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, dont know why moody...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a while smile, later jiu start thinking of you le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When ever i'm alone, even in class.... i will miss you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alamak... From the day we know each other....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the fun jokes and laughter we had...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the sad or happy moments we had...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flash in my mind like watching a video...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will this video keep on tapeing, and i will just keep on watching?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o,o?... i wonder... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll try my best to let it continue.... die also i must...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess i've seriously fallen really deep this time round...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm ba... nothing i can do also... it's fated....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish you know i talking about you...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do i even have that 1% of chance? o,o?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights readers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My days are boring without you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Tell me what to do~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2391485315896493156?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2391485315896493156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2391485315896493156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/again.html' title='Again...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6772211960080050927</id><published>2010-08-19T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:01:06.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is 19 Aug 10 le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;English oral exam, next week, 24/08...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda nervous now le... many ppl say diff...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis.... english is an important subject... what if i fail...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Less than two weeks to prelim....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After prelim, straight away jiu 'O' level le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days are getting lesser.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days getting lesser....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it also means that my days in Beatty is lesser too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This year will gonna be a year that i'll nvr forget...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made a bunch of friends.... though they are still young...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but in the other hand they taught me alot of things...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is so called ' life experience ba...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's fated for me to know them....!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;em&gt;one day, you realised that i did not talk to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that, the question i ask you that time, is real..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O yes... i know i got no position in your heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i've say i'll wait for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will wait ba.... even if it's 0%.... i wont give up also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As i said.... i dont need you to like me or love me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you dont know me well yet, and i'm not a nice guy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i can choose, i would choose you to be the one that hate me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We should be positive... in a way.... nvm....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things are getting more and more complicated...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's hope miracles happen and bring peace ba... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not retaking my Chinese 'O' level....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B4... i think that's my limit le ba... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too many factors to consider, whether anot should i retake...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but after serious consideration... i dont retake better ba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Study study study.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~When you are tired, take a break~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6772211960080050927?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6772211960080050927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6772211960080050927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-day.html' title='What a day?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-7969326234281755084</id><published>2010-08-18T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:29:53.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why angry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today i got angry....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but no one know ar... cause i'm a good 'hider'....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wake up around 11am today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Went school at 1pm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go ask what's my Chinese 'O' level results...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wa... very sad.... B4 leh.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How? how? how?....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should i retake or not?....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very confused leh.... angry also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those got study de all nvr get the marks they want, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but those below my standard de can get better than me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's wrong man...!!!!  Life's seriously unfair....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then went ISH sit.... no mood at alll...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then all the vb girls come, she was there also...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no choice... fake a smile..... o,o...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;em&gt; things happen again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was about to go DnT le.... but got one ball hit her face...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart instantly break.... but luckily i controlled my anger....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At that point of time.. telling the truth....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was at a loss.... but still i went forward,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i felt that i'm a failure... indeed am one, seriously....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;felt seriously bad.... and wanted to say sorry... but there's too many ppl there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont dare.... i hate myself to the max la....!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a cripple frog that had fallen into a deep dark well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Struggling and thinking of ways to get out....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but, unfortuanately i cant..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i realised that, i not getting any closer to the mouth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;instead i'm falling deeper down into it....-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my life gonna be like this forever...? o,o?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid bad rumours of me kept going around...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid ppl will stepped into my life and mess around...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate it the most!!! seriously!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am very tired of all this stuffs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder who do you really believe....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their words or mine...? ( heartbreak )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can i do now...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though somethings you did not tell me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i knew it all... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better dont say ba... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you want to tell me... you will....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what, i trust you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nights readers... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm drawing circles again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Who am i to you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-7969326234281755084?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7969326234281755084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/7969326234281755084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-angry.html' title='Why angry?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2611259834784236756</id><published>2010-08-17T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:38:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/08.... circles O</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today... 'drawing circles' days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;morning woke up late... =.="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sians... then class bonding...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boring, class not organise....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;played 'ice and water' in the parade square...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so lame.... =.="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i find that some people are so selfish....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wants the best for itself... and not considering how others feel...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wants ever&lt;/em&gt;yone to follow&lt;em&gt; her idea... and think she's is always right...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acting blur in fornt of ppl but in her, she knows everything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acting like&lt;em&gt; dont know anything but actually she knows it all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why ar? ... why is there such kind of ppl.... cannot stand it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis... she no longer is the girl i knew 2years ago....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing &lt;em&gt;surprising happen today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After DnT lsp... went ISH... do math and watch vb girls training...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do until half way... rain heavily... cannot do le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then sit there and talk talk.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifes is getting more and more boring....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home and school.... everyday.... haiis...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gave you a blur look, and you gave me a blur look...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say hi to you, you say hello to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I smile to you, you also smile to me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eye contact.... ouch,... your electricity too strong le...:P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahas.... So far, so far.... ( shake head...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights readers...(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Getting angry and scolding someone, shows how much you care for him/her~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2611259834784236756?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2611259834784236756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2611259834784236756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/1708-circles-o.html' title='17/08.... circles O'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2166163350111251571</id><published>2010-08-16T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:15:31.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I wonder who ever believe my words before...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i'm joking, people believe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i'm serious, everyone thought i'm joking...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's difficult to gain one's fullest trust....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's ok for you not to believe me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If other people's words are much more worth listening or believing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;go ahead and trust them and listen to them...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really up to you whether anot to believe me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm nobody to you so i cant do anything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If that stupid rumours is spreading out there, it's whether anot...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you do your 'homework' by finding out the truth... or...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just believe what ever they've said....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think before you act ba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dont because someone told you that there is ghost in the second level...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you simply just believe it, and dont go up there...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surprising that you sms me today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was moody at first but after receiving your msg...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hyper again.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so smart and cute! cant deny it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually i'm not being cold to you... and i wont do that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i find it stupid....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For now i just let nature take it's course ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing much i can do also....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" With or without you, i'm still me... but with you, i'm another me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may've done lots of stupid things last time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But luckily i realised it early, and change...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though i've change but, what i've done have become history...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It cant be erased or what... so just be it ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if no one believe that i'm a better person now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i myself think that i'm a totally change and good person, is enough...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I dont need everyone's trust, i only need yours, sadly, i cant gain it..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know what's happening around....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somethings is better to be kept unknown...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but somethings i would rather want to know, and find out the truth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis... tsk tskk... ))):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights readers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so complicated... o,o...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ You are my only one ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2166163350111251571?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2166163350111251571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2166163350111251571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/short-post.html' title='Short post...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3648013884709285493</id><published>2010-08-15T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:01:06.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kinda boring today....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do Geo the whole of today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so sian... haiis...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;phone didn't ring today... so quiet.., unlike yesterday....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know? o,O?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pick up my phone a few times...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;having the urge to sms you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but drop off the idea of doing so....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, i've fallen for you, i like you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but, so.... o,O... what can i do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i really like you, and want you to be happy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would leave you alone... drift away from you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and not let myself ruin your life....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ask me why... and i will tell you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" because you are my precious, and you should live your life happily..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My days would be like hell without you.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wont know... cause i would nvr tell.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A bottle, a piece of paper...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written down my thoughts and wishes on the paper...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rolled... and put into the bottle...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;digging a hole and bury it in there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It consist of all my happy memories with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are all kept, and remember... It's worth for me to do that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just need you now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abit moody now... cause i'm still thinking of you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss you so much... yet i cant do anything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;morning till evening still haven eat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;flashback, of you telling me to go eat... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how you scold me when i didn't eat....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how i wish you are always by my side....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ My precious, i miss you, even though we are not close anymore~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3648013884709285493?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3648013884709285493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3648013884709285493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of you....'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-1239022363532775494</id><published>2010-08-15T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T02:37:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm noctunal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Just reach home.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Went out in the evening until now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pool-ing with lots of ppl... win every match...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Handicapped also can win... not bad... tsk tsk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woke up early in the morning...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch Digimon and other show... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too bored staying at home le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then when i start to think of you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i recieved your sms... Wow! O,O!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy... Chatted the whole day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tried my best to make you laugh and drag the conversation le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope everyday can be like this....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the mid of the conversation, actually....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was trying to say something...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hint you alot of times... but it seems like you dont see it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm... i think you are still too young to understand ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an old man... =,="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There maybe a gap in between us... but i'm sure it's not too wide...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though the gap is not wide... i know i got no chance...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, just continue with life ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think i've lost a friend....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heartbroken... seriously...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your action is simply obviously that you are ignoring me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words that i've said out, cant be taken back....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If that few questions of mine, offend you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i'm sorry... cause if you know me more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will know that i'm just asking it for fun...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you take it to your heart then i got no words to say le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We may have probably become just a hi-bye friend... or even not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiis.... dont know how now....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone learn from mistake...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We gain an experience from it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we change it to become better...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That how's a mature person should be thinking...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;em&gt;God say: " Forgive and forget"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find it meaningful and true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a guy get jealous... what does it really mean?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last time i dont get jealous de.... but why now, i will?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have i change?.... or what?.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not my problem who you sms to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but when i know you are sms-ing someone instead of me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i get j...... Why? why? why?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no link.... where's the link? icecream ar....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then i will tell myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm nobody to you, so why do i care so much...?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after that i emo.... noob right? haiis...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many things to say ar... but dont know start from where...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other time ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takecare readers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nights!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( i wonder who will sms me....o,O??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Life is so interesting and fun~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-1239022363532775494?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1239022363532775494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1239022363532775494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-noctunal.html' title='I&apos;m noctunal...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6232398878972334580</id><published>2010-08-13T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:28:02.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is Friday the 13...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most unlucky day of a year...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many bad things would happen to one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But dont get upset or angry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause good things is gonna come after each bad things had happen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look on the bright side and think positively..!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry to you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't know that my actions and behaviour have offended you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; No more... i will change cause i accept everyone's comment on me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you dont like it... i change... changing for myself also...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You words "slap me on face" .... It's hurts, but it's true....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learnt a lesson today... And that's another reason why i like you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always remember what you told me today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you and Sorry...[: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i wonder...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does by just sending a few sms to you each day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep us at this stage, where we are now???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or will it become worse? continue to drift away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I trying my best to hold on to the "rope"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But are you doing the same as me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Helping me hold on to the "rope"...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alone struggling and pulling is no use...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somethings will just slip in, interrupt and "poom",.. goes the "rope"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long more can i hold?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are you thinking?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tsk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday i ask God...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Is this a test that you are giving me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope it is... cause i dont wish it to be fated...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My senses doesn't sense this, or tell me any thing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it is a test, i know, for sure, i would pass...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if it's fated... then i'll be upset...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's mine, it will be mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it's not mine, it will never be mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starting to think/emo again....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lemon... Apple...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can they be together?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lemon and Apple cant be together...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As they taste different... they are from two different tree...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One taste sour, another taste sweet..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apple is red, lemon is yellow...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lemon have a rough skin, whereas Apple is smooth....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They have many difference between them...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but one thing they are the same is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are both categories under the groups: Fruits!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use force will not bring you happiness...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter, you still my friend, my sister....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takecare everyone! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days are getting lesser....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Hate me if you want, but i've still gotta tell you, i like you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6232398878972334580?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6232398878972334580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6232398878972334580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/ouch.html' title='Ouch~'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6196219922441562378</id><published>2010-08-12T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:39:28.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont get it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Now, my hand is injured... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dnt dont need to do le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna fail subject...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fated ba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda moody now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's so many things that i want to ask you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why dont i have the courage to ask...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really the firestarter...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shouldn't have step into your life....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stepping in is easy, but falling out it's hard...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm that kinda of person that is not welcome by ppl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I admit it, cause i can see from it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, i'm living in this world, but not ppl's heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok easy... no one remember me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's ok for me... as i've say i'm use to being alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not knwo what's happening between us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly, we like become just a hi-bye friend...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was not what my senses told me in the beginning....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not waht i expect it to be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why have it change so suddenly...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont want to be just a hi-bye friend with you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously... sometimes worse, just a smile.... pls....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happen? sms also never reply.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o,o... i'm wordless... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i'm angry, but still i tell myself to close an eye...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pushing it down to the bottom of my heart....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder what would happen when i 'explode'....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anyone out there who really sees me around and care about me??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder... sometimes.... but most probably....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope...o,o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If one day there's no sms, no call, no sight of me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that i've left... leave to a far far place...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A place where i could be happy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have your life, i have mine too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry if i'm a irritating person...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but have you ask yourself why...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can tell you, cause i dont wish to drift away from you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or anyone... i want to be as close as i could with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting for you...T,T...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ i hate saying goodbye ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6196219922441562378?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6196219922441562378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6196219922441562378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I dont get it...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3646732888156115875</id><published>2010-08-11T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:03:38.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do i feel now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's a normal day today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As usual, nothing much happen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;School... boring... math test... difficult...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing le....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After school, soccer....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Injured my thumb... haiis... now cannot move...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;die!!! who can be my right arm???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant feel a thing now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I definitely felt a drift between us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why ain't we that close anymore...???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been ages since i last saw you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kinda miss you... ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we be like last time again...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont wish to be a hi-bye friend with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i seriously dont know how to express my feelings...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takecare of yourself ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes , we should not predict...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thing we nvr try out, we should not predict the outcome...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we try, we are giving ourself a chance...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A chance for us to gain an experience and learn something....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without trying, we absorb nothing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and somehow it's foolish to say what will be the outcome...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things change, and so do people...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Changing bad or good, it's your decision...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But no matter how bad you turn into... i will always remember the you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whom when i first met you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First impression is very important!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We dont ask people to accept who we are only...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but also we ourself try to accept who other people are...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the world is unfair, there are many things that we can make it fair...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by just thinking of others...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we grow, we become more mature...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And one day we will flashback and ask ourselves...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did i done so many foolish things in the past??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's normal... dont blame yourself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as you learn or do reflect...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are already a mature person!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn tired,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;post again 2morow...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;night readers...~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I'm waiting for you, girl~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3646732888156115875?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3646732888156115875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3646732888156115875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-do-i-feel-now.html' title='How do i feel now?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-1172501434358004375</id><published>2010-08-10T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:03:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird feeling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's weird...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many questions again pop out in my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel like asking you, but i dont dare to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After reading your post, or i can say while reading your post...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got a weird feeling...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heartbreaking, sour, sad, curious, etc...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant describe that kinda feeling...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nvm... hopes it is not referring to me ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you dont wish to talk to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm fine with it.... i just want you to be happy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you choose to leave me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then so be it... i'm nobody to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i cant stop you.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i'm telling you this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For no matter what, i will nvr gonna leave you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've set my mind to be your guardian angel!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You always told me that you are happy, great...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ask myself: " Really???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you are telling me the truth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've decided to trust you again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope you know it! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight readers! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;School 2morow again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I'm always there for you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-1172501434358004375?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1172501434358004375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/1172501434358004375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/weird-feeling.html' title='Weird feeling..'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2106700236567833281</id><published>2010-08-10T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:28:32.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I dont know, it's often a phrase use by many people...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's such a strong phrase that help "escape" ones problem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But do we have to use it all the time....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or do we really dont know....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somethings are better for us to know, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something are better not for us to know....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a night, i use so many " i dont know"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's definitely not me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was so close to the door, and you held me back again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's easy to gain ones trust at the beginning,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's hard to gain it back after you lose it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've thought of believing you again, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but some people's words make me think twice again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three against one....*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should follow what my heart tells me right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i dont doubts my senses and eyes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what if they were wrong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont wish to make mistakes again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont wish to live in a world with regrets...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I regretted once, but not twice....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let nature takes it's course!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what, you're still a friend of mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you need help, i will always be there for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing that you like someone alot, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet you cant have him/her is so heartbreaking....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What could be done? nothing....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so hard to find true love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to be a good person too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so confused now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know whose words to believe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nvm... one day i will find out myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honesty is behind everything!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a nice day, readers!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Time will prove everything~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2106700236567833281?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2106700236567833281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2106700236567833281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-know.html' title='I dont know...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-6801950785412720882</id><published>2010-08-09T09:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T09:19:06.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Many people will come into our life journey...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some we become friends with, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some just leave their footprint and left...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's memories that make us miss one another,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and make us feel like we were stil beside one another!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can say: " I miss you!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a thousand times, for a million times...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But do you care?... or you just take it as i'm joking...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually whether i miss you or not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wont know... cause we are drifting apart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know why this is happen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's fated ba... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fated for me to leave my footprint on your life journey,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and vanish into thin air....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But no matter where i am... i will pray to God...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will ask him to keep you happy, safe and healthy!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, i seriously dont know what to do....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to forget things.... true....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will still recall back those time when we were so close together....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We laugh, we play, we joke, we talk....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every word you said, every reaction you gave, every action you make....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's being crave in my mind... I could hardly take it off me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy memories makes me smile..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad memories makes my heartbreak...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think this is natural ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are still young...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You made a mistake... i wont be angry....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i understand... i will be disappointed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and lend you a hand... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may see me as an unimportant person to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i will still continue to care for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;most probably like you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your life is back... better than last time... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so, i will find my life back....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna work later on... haiis...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy National Day, Singaporeans!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smiles(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I miss you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-6801950785412720882?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6801950785412720882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/6801950785412720882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/miss-you.html' title='Miss you...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-2965656828866024686</id><published>2010-08-08T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:38:00.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/08~08/08...</title><content type='html'>07/08:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dead bored...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the morning, study study study...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;evening went to watch YOG performance with Yang, Hong, Leon and DaDa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the performance was... umm... average...? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;left the place early and went to Chelsea chalet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not alot of ppl but we went there just to eat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so thick skinned... but nvm la... we got help out also...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then left with Claire and Shandy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cab home... tired le... slept....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;08/08:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't go to church today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too tired... talk to Shandy till late night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next week then go ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Study Study Study again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was so bored till go watch Digimon! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So childish, but i like... hahas...(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then meet Hong go exercise...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he run and i cycle...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From school, to Potong pasir....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accidents happen... injured my leg...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knock until the lamp post...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bike gear wire broke...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahs... nvm... still not dead yet....:P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home... watching movie on the net now(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight everybody!!!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I'm here missing you, and wondering what are you doing over there?~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-2965656828866024686?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2965656828866024686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/2965656828866024686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='07/08~08/08...'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-3943570674486545506</id><published>2010-08-07T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T15:44:22.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, important to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Money, Money, Money...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone love money!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With money...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can buy a house, but not a family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can buy a watch, but not time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can buy a bed, but not sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can buy as many books, but not knowledge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can afford the medical fee, but not good health.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can have a good reputation, but not respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can purchase blood, but not life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may have lots of girls around you, but not true love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything have it's advantages and disadvantages...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing's is perfect on Earth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no fairness on this world...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-3943570674486545506?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3943570674486545506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/3943570674486545506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/money-important-to-you.html' title='Money, important to you?'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564720305478932713.post-5481446823468296939</id><published>2010-08-07T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T13:48:57.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting. A New~!</title><content type='html'>Created a new blog...&lt;br /&gt;For a new beginning...&lt;br /&gt;Happy viewing readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many things are unpredictable..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's how we treat it and face it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think carefully before we act...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so perfect, to me, that i lost control of myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~The day you regret is the day i am gone...~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564720305478932713-5481446823468296939?l=icecream-diary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5481446823468296939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564720305478932713/posts/default/5481446823468296939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecream-diary.blogspot.com/2010/08/created-new-blog.html' title='Starting. A New~!'/><author><name>Emosillyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148497455924399326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3H_kWWkYY/TFz07JDSoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YhwPMlaY6ps/S220/so+cute.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
