<?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-7375420315942545083</id><updated>2011-12-22T22:40:04.095-08:00</updated><category term='Problems. more Problems.. and more..'/><category term='=='/><title type='text'>J</title><subtitle type='html'>............................&amp;gt;&amp;gt; This is An Private Emo blog &amp;lt;&amp;lt;......................... 
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PRECAUTIONS : Do not finish reading it.. ____________________________________________ ( Though its so long.. and literally impossible to finish )</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7407859393661649637</id><published>2010-08-10T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T07:56:25.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Curse</title><content type='html'>Today is my Birthday&lt;br /&gt;so today i shall ask&lt;br /&gt;for today is the day&lt;br /&gt;on whether we will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;as i don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;so tell me where to find&lt;br /&gt;the key, to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days and many nights&lt;br /&gt;I sat, to think&lt;br /&gt;and found you are my light&lt;br /&gt;which makes my heart sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be true&lt;br /&gt;so I'll cancel my condition&lt;br /&gt;I'll even promise your request&lt;br /&gt;so may i have a confession ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So free me love&lt;br /&gt;prove our love is true&lt;br /&gt;so tell me love&lt;br /&gt;Do You Love Me Too .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7407859393661649637?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7407859393661649637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7407859393661649637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7407859393661649637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7407859393661649637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-curse.html' title='Birthday Curse'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7084065314020427920</id><published>2010-01-13T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:59:29.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how else to put this.&lt;br /&gt;It's taking me so long to do this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fading away and I can't see straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles feel its stuck there,&lt;br /&gt;My body's curled in a U-shape.&lt;br /&gt;I put on my best, but I'm still afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propped up by lies and promises.&lt;br /&gt;Saving my place as life forgets.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time I saw the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm only here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;And patience is not my style,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so tired that I got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I supposed to hide now?&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I should stick around for you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I can have it all.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll be too tired to care and I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to go heaven for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;For I'm leaving there in a few ways.&lt;br /&gt;They throw me a bone just to pick me dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm following her not directions.&lt;br /&gt;I crawl up inside for protection.&lt;br /&gt;I'm told what to do and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over-existing in her life now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm over the myths and promises now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind if now..&lt;br /&gt;     I just fade away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7084065314020427920?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7084065314020427920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7084065314020427920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7084065314020427920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7084065314020427920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-else-to-put-this.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-5863834815745963784</id><published>2010-01-02T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:31:44.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep.. but Meaningless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deep and Meaningless is all i can ever say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tired of getting my heart broken &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; and over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I'll help you and go through it with you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lets just say I believe if a guy do like a girl.. He'd do anything to make it happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Anything would not just be what I'd do for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you know we can manipulate ourselves to love someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So how can we say, I'm falling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Tag me as stupid then.. as I've already fallen for you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The kiss.. Sorry i started it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Thank you.. for that kiss.. that moment.. that time frame......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I miss you even more......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I like you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I love you.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Whats on your mind......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- What about me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just you... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I'm afraid to lose you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We have time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wanna hug you to sleep.. baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I wanna hug you to sleep every night and wake up seeing you everyday of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I'll have to wait till your exams is over ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It'll be worth the wait darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- I want you even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- To whom who is more special than you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's not gonna happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Never say Never....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-5863834815745963784?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/5863834815745963784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=5863834815745963784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/5863834815745963784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/5863834815745963784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-but-meaningless.html' title='Deep.. but Meaningless'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-6748797345315822953</id><published>2010-01-01T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:09:44.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just someone.. Never Knew I Needed..</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid, in the future..&lt;br /&gt;I can’t talk to you anymore,&lt;br /&gt;it’s not that I am mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;it’s just that when I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;I realize how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;and when I realize how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;I realize I can’t have you&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me&lt;br /&gt;love you even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;I don’t miss her,&lt;br /&gt;I just miss who she was few hours ago..&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;I promised her that I would be there for her..&lt;br /&gt;and i intend to keep that promise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-6748797345315822953?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/6748797345315822953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=6748797345315822953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/6748797345315822953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/6748797345315822953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2010/01/youre-just-someone-never-knew-i-needed.html' title='You&apos;re just someone.. Never Knew I Needed..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-8946583971272048066</id><published>2009-10-27T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:41:50.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Road Do I Pick ?</title><content type='html'>I want to go back to the past..&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm in the wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;Please let me make it up to you..&lt;br /&gt;Dont reject me..&lt;br /&gt;Dont shake your head..&lt;br /&gt;I've now come to a cross road..&lt;br /&gt;How many problems can one heart take..&lt;br /&gt;Give me time..&lt;br /&gt;     Just a little bit..&lt;br /&gt;I want to do everything..&lt;br /&gt;    and anything...&lt;br /&gt;For you..&lt;br /&gt;         Naomi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-8946583971272048066?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/8946583971272048066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=8946583971272048066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8946583971272048066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8946583971272048066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-road-do-i-pick.html' title='Which Road Do I Pick ?'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-8200682513721406183</id><published>2009-08-31T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:42:09.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Part 1] Self Confidence: 77% -&gt; You're confident.&lt;br /&gt;[Part 2] Sensory Perceptions: 76% -&gt; Sensitive to stimulation around you.&lt;br /&gt;[Part 3] Body Language: 73% -&gt; Quite good at utilizing on occasions.&lt;br /&gt;[Part 4] Conversational Skills: 93% -&gt; A real talent!&lt;br /&gt;[Part 5] Empathy For Others: 87% -&gt; An extremely kind and warm person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still think of your ex:&lt;br /&gt;Your ex clearly broke your heart and you haven't yet moved on. Remember that time heals all sorrows, so look positively towards the future. Don't be blinded to the love that might be surrounding you right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What kind of person are you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a sociable and outgoing person. You enjoy attending parties and seek attention from people wherever you can. The closer you place your words together, the more afraid you are of being left alone. Loneliness is your one great fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place in the house:&lt;br /&gt;You are imaginative and colorful. You attract people just by the way you talk. This can make some people feel jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What of your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:You are imaginative and colorful. You attract people just by the way you talk. This can make some people feel jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of love:&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:You are imaginative and colorful. You attract people just by the way you talk. This can make some people feel jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-8200682513721406183?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/8200682513721406183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=8200682513721406183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8200682513721406183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8200682513721406183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-6493577793395145158</id><published>2009-08-31T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:11:42.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I cant believe it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tell me I'm dreaming..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that We are still We...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;said I were lucky..that I finally found You...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on a busy day, that we met..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i just don't know where to go..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as we just met.. so you said let's go slow..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but no..I just told you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm to keep you from the cold...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant take it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why did you fake it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why did we kiss...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm just down..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you left me with a note without a sound..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I figured I must stop being such a child..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you never know how much I've been going round..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how my heart just rounds of your down...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be your teddy bear ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ill be your cloud..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ill take you round and round..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you dont mind i can be your standing ground..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even if that means I'd drown...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-6493577793395145158?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2983793585882630165</id><published>2009-08-25T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:02:24.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=='/><title type='text'>Why Life ?</title><content type='html'>Why does it feel like the world is ending&lt;br /&gt;why does it feel like my dreams are fading&lt;br /&gt;why when hope is near it just shatters&lt;br /&gt;why when i want something, it just never happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why when we all cry, tears roll down our eyes&lt;br /&gt;why when we are happy, time just flies by&lt;br /&gt;why when i need something, it just goes dissapearing&lt;br /&gt;why when i need someone, they just go missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is that in life nothing seems right&lt;br /&gt;yet the weaknesses we dont see by sight&lt;br /&gt;why is that when everything seems so perfect&lt;br /&gt;yet the truth it is a just all an act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For to me, life itself is just not worth it&lt;br /&gt;for my soul in this present life just dont fit&lt;br /&gt;For i fail to see pass the dark to the light&lt;br /&gt;for i fail to see from wrong to right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure both in love and in life&lt;br /&gt;so everytime i reach the peak i take a sigh&lt;br /&gt;I'm just very fortunate to be this lucky&lt;br /&gt;so i treasure everytime i felt happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i say goodbye to the world&lt;br /&gt;as i leave not even saying a word&lt;br /&gt;to all the people whom fucked up my life&lt;br /&gt;this is the end , in which u all like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2983793585882630165?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-4814888837594703475</id><published>2009-08-20T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T06:19:32.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruler of My Heart..</title><content type='html'>Jillian , the one who rules my heart,&lt;br /&gt;4 years of dominating me,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say i lie,&lt;br /&gt;You might say i con,&lt;br /&gt;But how would you know,&lt;br /&gt;  When you are not the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years to me is nothing but time,&lt;br /&gt;  But what really means to me&lt;br /&gt;         is what of you and I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is my biggest wish,&lt;br /&gt;   Please let me love you at least,&lt;br /&gt;       Give me a chance for this,&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;   Who do i love deep under,&lt;br /&gt;      And i love you and no other..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-4814888837594703475?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/4814888837594703475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=4814888837594703475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/4814888837594703475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/4814888837594703475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/08/ruler-of-my-heart.html' title='Ruler of My Heart..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7460234717768929072</id><published>2009-08-10T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:30:28.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, please show me a sign,&lt;br /&gt;for what should i do at this time,&lt;br /&gt;as my heart is flooded with tears,&lt;br /&gt;as my soul is conquered by fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always had wonder&lt;br /&gt;how is that we are together,&lt;br /&gt;God is always been who i ask,&lt;br /&gt;Yet our love just didnt last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to go find myself,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe have to lock myself in a cell,&lt;br /&gt;All I see now is the fucking weather,&lt;br /&gt;I had believed our love would had beem deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that im leaving, what can i say ?&lt;br /&gt;i want you even more everyday,&lt;br /&gt;loving you more in every way,&lt;br /&gt;Yet on my bed , i lay all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i do is wait for your call,&lt;br /&gt;For you are my all,&lt;br /&gt;It almost feels like the end,&lt;br /&gt;As though you are my only friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i walk out the door,&lt;br /&gt;I want youso much more,&lt;br /&gt;You are what all my life meant,&lt;br /&gt;For you are definately a God-sent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7460234717768929072?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7460234717768929072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7460234717768929072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7460234717768929072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7460234717768929072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-please-show-me-sign-for-what-should.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-9033650410000625704</id><published>2009-08-07T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:43:00.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time..</title><content type='html'>Once there was a man who had an orange shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a girl who went out dancing in a skirt.&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a park they found they fed the frantic ducks.&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a couple, happy, who couldn't believe their luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they went out dancing, and had a movie date.&lt;br /&gt;Once early in the morning she surrendered to her fate.&lt;br /&gt;Once he said "I love you" and she had to love him too.&lt;br /&gt;Once they had a future, happy when one and one made two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they are both lonely, now they live alone.&lt;br /&gt;Now she has a cold and empty,tidy hollow home.&lt;br /&gt;Now he has a fountain of tears where once there was a heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now she has decided that they really have to part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she has nothing, she feels she is complete.&lt;br /&gt;Now that he can't dance again, his heart weighs down his feet.&lt;br /&gt;Now he thinks about her, all the memories locked away.&lt;br /&gt;Now he tries so hard to forget the happy laughing days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she thinking of him still? Does she cry still, now and then?&lt;br /&gt;Is he ever going to win back the girl he loves again?&lt;br /&gt;Is she glad it's over? Can she get on with her life?&lt;br /&gt;Is she really so very certain she wouldn’t be his wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given all the laughter, fun and sunny times they had.&lt;br /&gt;Given all the heartache, lies and times he made her mad.&lt;br /&gt;Given all the tears now, the loneliness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;Given all the risks, would she do it all again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can she really say that she won't want him back one day?&lt;br /&gt;Can she really like her life now better in this way?&lt;br /&gt;Can she forget his face, the mess, the giggles and the love?&lt;br /&gt;Can she find someone else to love her more than he could love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he really loved her, she said he'd let her go.&lt;br /&gt;If she understood his feelings then she would know that it's not so.&lt;br /&gt;If he were less stubborn, if she could care much less.&lt;br /&gt;If they had never spoken, there wouldn't be this sorry mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time has taken prisoners, their lives are now entwined.&lt;br /&gt;But even if they never meet again, the past is not left behind.&lt;br /&gt;But can he start all over? Just forget her and move on?&lt;br /&gt;But even if he can, will she be glad with what she's won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really what he wants, to never see her smiling face again?&lt;br /&gt;Will it make him happy, will he live on without pain?&lt;br /&gt;Will he be thinking of her, is he too proud to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Will it wrench his heart in two if he sees her kiss another guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can she forgive his faults, and accept him as he is.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to have her back and hope for nothing but forgive.&lt;br /&gt;She's told him that its over, that she may never want him back.&lt;br /&gt;He's told her that he loves her and though its a risk, he'll live with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants him to live with patience, to give her time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;The past is not yet over and it's left a scar so real.&lt;br /&gt;We don't choose who we can love, and love doesn't really die.&lt;br /&gt;You can find it in your heart again,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so please try..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-9033650410000625704?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/9033650410000625704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=9033650410000625704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/9033650410000625704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/9033650410000625704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/08/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-6368890929949363658</id><published>2009-08-06T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:09:31.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I wrote this love note&lt;br /&gt;with my own blood&lt;br /&gt;so you know it came straight from my heart.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes if you love someone so much,&lt;br /&gt;it will actually hurt more.&lt;br /&gt;Every minute spent with her&lt;br /&gt;comes with an hour of missing her.&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought&lt;br /&gt;everything would be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;everything falls apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put that ring on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;you put a chain of death around my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive found the Best Organ&lt;br /&gt;The heart is the only broken instrument that works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born&lt;br /&gt;when you kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;I died&lt;br /&gt;when you left me.&lt;br /&gt;I lived a few weeks&lt;br /&gt;while you loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I SMILE&lt;br /&gt;because you?re my friend&lt;br /&gt;or CRY because that is all we will ever be?&lt;br /&gt;A million WORDS would not bring you back,&lt;br /&gt;I know because I've TRIED.&lt;br /&gt;Neither would a million TEARS,&lt;br /&gt;I know because I've CRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be FRIENDS with SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;if EVERYTIME you LOOK at them&lt;br /&gt;it makes you WANT them even MORE?&lt;br /&gt;If anyone accused me of being heartless,&lt;br /&gt;it?s only because you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing in life is&lt;br /&gt;to watch the person you love,&lt;br /&gt;love someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you laughed,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we talked,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we had,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the love we shared,&lt;br /&gt;but most of all&lt;br /&gt; I miss the way you cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the nightmares in my sleep are terrifying,&lt;br /&gt;and then I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;and the real nightmare begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you dream with a broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;Waking up is the hardest part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On nights like this, I held her in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.&lt;br /&gt;The night is full of stars and she is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this may be the last pain she causes me,&lt;br /&gt;and this may be the last poem I write for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-6368890929949363658?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/6368890929949363658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=6368890929949363658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/6368890929949363658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/6368890929949363658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish-i-wrote-this-love-note-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2000686716147886677</id><published>2009-07-11T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:40:26.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ello !</title><content type='html'>badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, mushroom, mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, mushroom, mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, mushroom, mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, it's a snake. Snake, snake, oooh, it's a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; buntut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-meowww~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop reading this blog and from now on read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;www.whosetheone.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2000686716147886677?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2000686716147886677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2000686716147886677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2000686716147886677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2000686716147886677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/07/ello.html' title='ello !'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-6325333684539531396</id><published>2009-04-23T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:48:03.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KbRdrXzwZ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KbRdrXzwZ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Please Play This While Reading The next Post.. If not You Will Feel Dumb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-6325333684539531396?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/6325333684539531396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=6325333684539531396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/6325333684539531396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/6325333684539531396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/04/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-295296262164223232</id><published>2009-04-23T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:31:11.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Spared Of PHYSICAL Pain.. But Not From MENTAL PAIN..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SfEyFm5GWqI/AAAAAAAAADg/k8x6TPXd15M/s1600-h/broken_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SfEyFm5GWqI/AAAAAAAAADg/k8x6TPXd15M/s400/broken_heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328094906076781218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied to An empty reflection..&lt;br /&gt;As I stare at myself without your affection..&lt;br /&gt;And wonder why we only see what we want to see..&lt;br /&gt;For what i see now.. just isn't me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost you for now.. and ever..&lt;br /&gt;Though i know when you'll come back.. never..&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you so..&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know how to show..&lt;br /&gt;This cant go on..&lt;br /&gt;It just feels so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;My heart is gone..&lt;br /&gt;   I know this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks..&lt;br /&gt;   Only when its beating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want from you is simple protection..&lt;br /&gt;For now i've lost you and my direction..&lt;br /&gt;For everytime u don't say a word..&lt;br /&gt;You show to me the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma..&lt;br /&gt;My heart is left to pieces..&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SfEyF7OcRtI/AAAAAAAAADo/XFT7R_B2XwQ/s1600-h/lavrenty-bruni-the-art-of-dying-1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SfEyF7OcRtI/AAAAAAAAADo/XFT7R_B2XwQ/s400/lavrenty-bruni-the-art-of-dying-1994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328094911535007442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Flowers Are For You Up Above..&lt;br /&gt;Show the Angels.. How Did you Love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-295296262164223232?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/295296262164223232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=295296262164223232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/295296262164223232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/295296262164223232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-been-spared-of-physical-pain-but.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Spared Of PHYSICAL Pain.. But Not From MENTAL PAIN..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SfEyFm5GWqI/AAAAAAAAADg/k8x6TPXd15M/s72-c/broken_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-3344962170785550980</id><published>2009-03-25T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:43:14.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Brother;s Bday</title><content type='html'>GENTLEMAN... LADIES&lt;br /&gt;CHEOW SIANG IS THE MAIN CHARACTER TODAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Fish and Co as it is out tradition to go there for occassions like these.. EVERYONE WAS LATE.. except our bday boy... haha.. anyway.. as usual.. went to De-Haven after that.. and all we did.. was sheesha drink and talk cock... a LOT OF COCK.. haha as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY.. I PRESENT TO YOU.. SHEEESHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwZoCYQI/AAAAAAAAABo/I8jNDYJCVC4/s1600-h/IMG_7491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwZoCYQI/AAAAAAAAABo/I8jNDYJCVC4/s400/IMG_7491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137908367515906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE COOL KATHERINE.. * YEAH RITE xp *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwZEHZ0I/AAAAAAAAABg/Z5l0WrUUqc0/s1600-h/IMG_7489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwZEHZ0I/AAAAAAAAABg/Z5l0WrUUqc0/s400/IMG_7489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137908216850242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE... TRYING TO BE HOT KEEN KING.. * NOOB SHEESHA-ER *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwaEF7CI/AAAAAAAAABY/wghhmoYjQZw/s1600-h/IMG_7479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwaEF7CI/AAAAAAAAABY/wghhmoYjQZw/s400/IMG_7479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137908485188642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRYING TO COVER HIS FACE / TRYING ACT COOL ONCE AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwAe1GUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/U2mpF7vTd3o/s1600-h/IMG_7478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwAe1GUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/U2mpF7vTd3o/s400/IMG_7478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137901618010434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNKY HO LEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEv6GxV3I/AAAAAAAAABI/4-ZJ94tto8k/s1600-h/IMG_7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEv6GxV3I/AAAAAAAAABI/4-ZJ94tto8k/s400/IMG_7468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317137899906488178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/KittyKat/Pictures/birthDay%3b%20thanks%20for%20being%20here/cheow%20siang%27s%2018th%20bday/IMG_7468.JPG" alt="" /&gt;NOW SECONDLY.. AFTER DRINKING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOON YANG.. FASCINATED BY KEEN KING NOOB SHEESHA-ING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF5FdV5TI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Yejitk7BEg/s1600-h/IMG_7486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF5FdV5TI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Yejitk7BEg/s400/IMG_7486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139157084398898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OUR HERO HAS FALLEN.. AFTER LONG ISLAND.. 2 CUPS =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF4uRwgRI/AAAAAAAAACA/ttz40Q9aK_8/s1600-h/IMG_7501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF4uRwgRI/AAAAAAAAACA/ttz40Q9aK_8/s400/IMG_7501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139150861795602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;STILL FUCKED UP.. SOMEMORE GO DRINK CARLSBERG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF4gylAbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LDTjufepWw8/s1600-h/IMG_7472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF4gylAbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LDTjufepWw8/s400/IMG_7472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139147241357746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PANDA (IN RED / THE BDAY BOY) ... WASN'T DRUNK.. HE WAS BORED OF KEEN KING NOOB-NESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF4QgDoXI/AAAAAAAAABw/aVLrhwHamOk/s1600-h/IMG_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpF4QgDoXI/AAAAAAAAABw/aVLrhwHamOk/s400/IMG_7465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139142868705650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;AND THIRDLY AS ALWAYS..&lt;br /&gt;'ITS ME AND HER.. MY LIFE.. MY HOPES.. MY DREAMS.. MY LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHBUt09jI/AAAAAAAAACo/0jqZIw-Jud8/s1600-h/IMG_7496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHBUt09jI/AAAAAAAAACo/0jqZIw-Jud8/s400/IMG_7496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317140398130656818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHBAXVD-I/AAAAAAAAACg/8omEWjA30AI/s1600-h/IMG_7494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHBAXVD-I/AAAAAAAAACg/8omEWjA30AI/s400/IMG_7494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317140392667582434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHA9w6gZI/AAAAAAAAACY/dcSoVSneBEY/s1600-h/IMG_7493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHA9w6gZI/AAAAAAAAACY/dcSoVSneBEY/s400/IMG_7493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317140391969587602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHAYqrbdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DIr6HG2Qpv0/s1600-h/IMG_7484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpHAYqrbdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DIr6HG2Qpv0/s400/IMG_7484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317140382011321810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SINCE TODAY THE SPOTLIGHT IS ON MY BROTHER.. I'LL GIVE HIM HIS PRIVATE SPACE HERE.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;NOW.. I PRESENT TO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;THE LEGENDARY...&lt;br /&gt;...................KUNG FU PANDA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................................WITH A CLOWN.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpJH5IofDI/AAAAAAAAADY/_usu8oG2ehI/s1600-h/IMG_7498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpJH5IofDI/AAAAAAAAADY/_usu8oG2ehI/s400/IMG_7498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317142710009232434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1MmZYVI/AAAAAAAAADA/AdejjalQcNE/s1600-h/IMG_7500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1MmZYVI/AAAAAAAAADA/AdejjalQcNE/s400/IMG_7500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317141289305203026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1H4uEeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3DGjP0kgvcw/s1600-h/IMG_7499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1H4uEeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3DGjP0kgvcw/s400/IMG_7499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317141288039879138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1XMlwFI/AAAAAAAAADI/wlcfJolVuF0/s1600-h/IMG_7502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1XMlwFI/AAAAAAAAADI/wlcfJolVuF0/s400/IMG_7502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317141292149751890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY SUN THAT SHINES A PATH IN MY LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1WfCCTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vusS3XZezGE/s1600-h/IMG_7483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpH1WfCCTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vusS3XZezGE/s400/IMG_7483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317141291958667570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY.. A VIDEO OF THE BDAY BOY.. FORCING HIM TO DOWN AK-47...&lt;br /&gt;........................DOUBLE...&lt;br /&gt;.............................TRIPLE...&lt;br /&gt;................................FOUR-PLE...&lt;br /&gt;....................................I DONT KNOW HOW MANY DOSE... 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href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/3344962170785550980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=3344962170785550980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/3344962170785550980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/3344962170785550980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-brothers-bday.html' title='Our Brother;s Bday'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/ScpEwZoCYQI/AAAAAAAAABo/I8jNDYJCVC4/s72-c/IMG_7491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7247156164216584330</id><published>2009-03-11T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:02:43.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y love, my heart, my soul is my gift to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;our smile, your love is the only reward I would want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;recious, like a gem made by angels to shine forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eleasing the passion inside me that burns for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ntertwining our destinies, so that we two soul mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ow and forever, can live out our hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reating our own bond of life, to overcome the challenges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xplore the mysteries, and to enjoy life as it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haring the peace and love, that everyone looks for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o in the end I want nothing, because I have everything I need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7247156164216584330?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7247156164216584330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7247156164216584330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7247156164216584330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7247156164216584330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/03/m-y-love-my-heart-my-soul-is-my-gift-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-4446293769036233085</id><published>2009-03-03T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:32:55.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happenned that day in AC.. under the rain..&lt;br /&gt;The day inspired me.. U all out there better enjoy this..&lt;br /&gt;bcoz it MADE ME SICK.. &gt;.&lt; (stupid rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for you last night&lt;br /&gt;under a broken street light&lt;br /&gt;at least that light will be fixed&lt;br /&gt;unlike my heart..&lt;br /&gt;You're the one and only,&lt;br /&gt;whom can heal my heart and make it perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep her picture&lt;br /&gt;So whenever I'm lonely&lt;br /&gt;I can hug the picture to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes if you love someone so much,&lt;br /&gt;it will actually hurt more.&lt;br /&gt;Every minute spent with her&lt;br /&gt;comes with an hour of missing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought&lt;br /&gt;everything would be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;everything falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need guidance to get through the day&lt;br /&gt;and a blade to get through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are like crystals,&lt;br /&gt;you don't realize how much you love it&lt;br /&gt;until it breaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how someone&lt;br /&gt; ----can break your heart,&lt;br /&gt;but you still love them,&lt;br /&gt; ----with all the little pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-4446293769036233085?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/4446293769036233085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=4446293769036233085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/4446293769036233085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/4446293769036233085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happenned-that-day-in-ac.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-5609585172939833434</id><published>2009-02-28T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:11:20.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a post after so long.. sry for the absence again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  : Katherine :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to find the words&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;The words that will convince you&lt;br /&gt;That what I feel is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you’ve been&lt;strong&gt; hurt by love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve been &lt;strong&gt;wounded too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt; we can heal the scars&lt;br /&gt;Of loves which made us blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had spent some time&lt;strong&gt; avoiding love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With its anguish and its pain&lt;br /&gt;But since the moment I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve&lt;strong&gt; learned to love&lt;/strong&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could only &lt;strong&gt;see with my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty you would behold&lt;br /&gt;And with &lt;strong&gt;my heart&lt;/strong&gt; you’d really know&lt;br /&gt;The love of which I’ve told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel the same as I&lt;br /&gt;When in your arms I lie&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the love that’s in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;I’m yours until I die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  : Katherine :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-5609585172939833434?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/5609585172939833434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=5609585172939833434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/5609585172939833434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/5609585172939833434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-post-after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-1625618146139210309</id><published>2009-02-28T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:36:49.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the absence..&lt;br /&gt;//Valentine post will be up soon.. //&lt;br /&gt;here on this post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valentines.. was a DISASTER.. bloody bastard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;plan everything done.. got the pent house.. dinner reservation. fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST THE FUKING CAR AND DRIVER.. PUKIMA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sryy.. ^^ im a nice guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway. change of plans.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went with evaline and why keat.. on a double date..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes.. they.. dating. cute couple though.. show u pic later. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to mont kiara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought it was kinda time to ask them to be our valentine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rannn all the way to the cake shop.. order 2 cup cakes with flowers on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;picture later la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then.. knelled down.. weeeeeeee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Will you be my Valentine baby ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stunned.. kissed.. " Yes.. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats all.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308970292304873570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/Sa1AWkvvCGI/AAAAAAAAABA/txN4mtLADg8/s400/IMG_7067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-1625618146139210309?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/1625618146139210309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=1625618146139210309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/1625618146139210309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/1625618146139210309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-for-absence.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/Sa1AWkvvCGI/AAAAAAAAABA/txN4mtLADg8/s72-c/IMG_7067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-4754726885096341209</id><published>2009-02-02T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:09:22.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart's Content..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Calisto MT;" &gt;Love cant be         found through looks&lt;br /&gt;      Like the romance you read in books;&lt;br /&gt;      No matter how far away we are&lt;br /&gt;      Baby we have to try really hard;&lt;br /&gt;      I will keep holding on tight&lt;br /&gt;      For it seems to be my only right;&lt;br /&gt;      We should stay together... Forever&lt;br /&gt;      Will I break your heart... Never;&lt;br /&gt;      Sweetheart we will be together&lt;br /&gt;      No matter how bad we show our anger;&lt;br /&gt;      You got me trippin' over you&lt;br /&gt;      Every time you say "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;      I love you with all my heart because Your My         Everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Conversation For Yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;After Thinking long.. long.. long...&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realise..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes baby..&lt;br /&gt;We should try..&lt;br /&gt;It might not be as good as expected..&lt;br /&gt;It might not be as good as stories..&lt;br /&gt;But it would be as good as fairy tales..&lt;br /&gt;Its Possible..&lt;br /&gt;For...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      "      Once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;           in the middle of an ordinary life,&lt;br /&gt;             love gives us a fairy tale   "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-4754726885096341209?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/4754726885096341209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=4754726885096341209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/4754726885096341209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/4754726885096341209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-hearts-content.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7257311143255599610</id><published>2009-02-01T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:19:01.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Night Here Without You..</title><content type='html'>When I look at the moon.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you're looking too.&lt;br /&gt;because I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;and I'm hoping you're thinking of me.&lt;br /&gt;but one night I dreamt,&lt;br /&gt; I looked up at the moon&lt;br /&gt;and you appeared behind me&lt;br /&gt; wraped your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;and whispered in my ear "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nights we stayed up talking are days I'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;the days we screwed around drinking are the days I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;but the days and nights we layed there and held each other are the days I cherish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7257311143255599610?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7257311143255599610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7257311143255599610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7257311143255599610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7257311143255599610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/02/lonely-night-here-without-you.html' title='Lonely Night Here Without You..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2957651776535021771</id><published>2009-01-28T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:19:31.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SYAitoOWNQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9TYcFTnPfBA/s1600-h/mee+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296271329074754818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SYAitoOWNQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9TYcFTnPfBA/s320/mee+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SYAiHttVEjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/p4u-WxwElx4/s1600-h/mee+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE ARE NOT TOGETHER..... YET....&lt;br /&gt;SO.. PLEASE DONT TALK ABOUT IT...&lt;br /&gt;ITS REALLY HARD FOR ME... TQ..&lt;br /&gt;THOSE WHOM READ THIS BLOG ARE NORMALLY CLOSE TO ME..&lt;br /&gt;SO TRY TO TELL UR FRIENDS TO SHUT IT.. TQ..&lt;br /&gt;IF THEY ASK WHY.. GIVE THEM A PUNCH =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS MY DREAM THAT I DREAMT OF HER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I upon a hilltop,&lt;br /&gt;She in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;And I standing in the light.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her face,&lt;br /&gt;And she looked,&lt;br /&gt;With downcast eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Past me into the light.&lt;br /&gt;“Let my eyes take yours,”I asked,In silence,&lt;br /&gt;“So you might see me.”&lt;br /&gt;She breathed in,&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Rising to mine,&lt;br /&gt;Blushing,&lt;br /&gt;she could see me.&lt;br /&gt;Her dress rose again,&lt;br /&gt;I whispered Kate,&lt;br /&gt;And stood her up&lt;br /&gt;Eyes transfixed,&lt;br /&gt;with no minds to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Only You.. and me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Today.. All I Wanted To Do..&lt;br /&gt;Is to lay in bed with her..&lt;br /&gt;She.. sleeping in my arms..&lt;br /&gt;Both our mind connected..&lt;br /&gt;As I look at her Angelic Face..&lt;br /&gt;All I want is her Love..&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna know is..&lt;br /&gt;Why dont she just fall for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2957651776535021771?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2957651776535021771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2957651776535021771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2957651776535021771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2957651776535021771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/01/attention.html' title='ATTENTION..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SYAitoOWNQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9TYcFTnPfBA/s72-c/mee+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2319751724258600473</id><published>2009-01-26T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:22:37.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You Baby..</title><content type='html'>This is a poem For..&lt;br /&gt;My baby..&lt;br /&gt;=: Katherine Lim Seok Yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SX77Za9wo9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/3xsvE-76l8E/s1600-h/mee+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295946625987945426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SX77Za9wo9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/3xsvE-76l8E/s320/mee+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          &lt;br /&gt;Baby.. I'm so far away from you..&lt;br /&gt;You whom stole my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Here to there seems like ten thousand miles,&lt;br /&gt;and now i've got to walk ten thousand miles from home,&lt;br /&gt;to steal my heart back from you.&lt;br /&gt;this never would have happened if i hadn't gotten so attached.&lt;br /&gt;and i know that every moment i'll wish for your touch.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you forever and always,&lt;br /&gt;like every time i said before.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you won't think of me much,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll keep my memories;&lt;br /&gt;leave you to yours.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to understand that we can't be,&lt;br /&gt;and i was never truly yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i press my fingers to your empty pictures,&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my pulse;&lt;br /&gt;like i felt every time i pressed my hands to your skin.&lt;br /&gt;and it begins to fade away with every beat,&lt;br /&gt;beneath this frozen frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can keep my pride,&lt;br /&gt;in knowing that i was strong enough to love for a hundred years,&lt;br /&gt;or at least until i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't think i'll ever live that long.&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in eternity,&lt;br /&gt;though we seemed to stand forever;&lt;br /&gt;because i never really believed in God.&lt;br /&gt;but i always believed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you Dearly..&lt;br /&gt;To Those Whom Don'd Understand How I Feel..&lt;br /&gt;Not all scars show,&lt;br /&gt;not all wounds heal,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can't always see,&lt;br /&gt;The pain someone feel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2319751724258600473?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2319751724258600473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2319751724258600473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2319751724258600473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2319751724258600473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-you-baby.html' title='I Miss You Baby..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9CxmoPVXY0/SX77Za9wo9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/3xsvE-76l8E/s72-c/mee+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-1579109511773254502</id><published>2008-12-30T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:10:55.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fragile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say your pathetic sitting in the corner on your own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When all you want is time to reflect and be alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A loved one could leave your side&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it could feel like your on the nastiest bumpy ride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your best friend could stab you straight in the back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or you could feel like everyones against you like your under attack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your always the one to apoligise first&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet you always come out looking like the bad one and feeling worst&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When your in-love and you dont want to be apart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How come its that when you kiss her your then a tart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you make friends with someone you lost in the past&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why does everyone back away from you so very fast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you decide to change and colour your hair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How come everyone in the street finds it amusing to stop and stare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When your really hyper and feel like having fun and being a bit of a freak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why is it that people put you down and make you feel so weak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you want to hold your girl's hand but her friends dont think your good enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You just stand and look her in the eyes and think if I loves her enough &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why dont you say its nothing to do with you so tough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you feel there is nothing left in this cruel world for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just stop and think your not the only one there is other people too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look in the mirror and smile at what you have got&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont be as fragile anymore dont, look at what your not!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-1579109511773254502?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/1579109511773254502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=1579109511773254502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/1579109511773254502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/1579109511773254502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/12/fragile-some-people-say-your-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-5508101003490312955</id><published>2008-12-20T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:12:44.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THe Un-sent Poem</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think it's just a crush,&lt;br /&gt;that it is ok if its not me whom u like,&lt;br /&gt;so once in a while i give myself a punch,&lt;br /&gt;to tell me myself stop dreaming for you are my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sunshine that never rains&lt;br /&gt;I am whom you own and reign&lt;br /&gt;like a sheep that can be either loved nor slaugthered&lt;br /&gt;so please never let your feelings for me be faded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you badly,&lt;br /&gt;so i try to forget you&lt;br /&gt;but i know , I'll live my life sadly&lt;br /&gt;knowing that all i Love .. is You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself to be patient, to give you time&lt;br /&gt;But  always get impatient waiting for you msg or call&lt;br /&gt;each and everyday i wait for you're sign&lt;br /&gt;to tell me its time for you to be mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i try to close my eyes to get distracted&lt;br /&gt;but all I see is you, whom i always wanted&lt;br /&gt;I promise with my life I wont take you for granted&lt;br /&gt;so please tell me if I'm ever.. Wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           From. H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-5508101003490312955?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/5508101003490312955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=5508101003490312955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/5508101003490312955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/5508101003490312955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-sent-poem.html' title='THe Un-sent Poem'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-513317945342097078</id><published>2008-12-19T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:10:25.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is another emo post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back..&lt;br /&gt;remembering all that we had done..&lt;br /&gt;all that we shared..&lt;br /&gt;from sweet to bitter..&lt;br /&gt;everything slowly change..&lt;br /&gt;the rain came.. but nvr stopped..&lt;br /&gt;it flooded both my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;though the feelings for me is gone..&lt;br /&gt;how long have i not seen you..&lt;br /&gt;now where are you ?&lt;br /&gt;what are u thinking ?&lt;br /&gt;now all i have is the memories that we had been together..&lt;br /&gt;as i look out the window..&lt;br /&gt;many times have i seen the image of your face..&lt;br /&gt;i get closer to you and yet you vanish..&lt;br /&gt;now i'm afraid that you'll even forget me..&lt;br /&gt;why do we always regret after losing someone..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get the chance to say..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you till time ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  From : H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-513317945342097078?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/513317945342097078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=513317945342097078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/513317945342097078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/513317945342097078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-another-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2625431562282646711</id><published>2008-12-17T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:04:07.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I know I messed up bad&lt;br /&gt;You were the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I let you down in the worst way&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me every single day&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorryAnd ask for a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Cause when it all comes down to the end&lt;br /&gt;I could sure use a friend&lt;br /&gt;So many things&lt;br /&gt;I would take back&lt;br /&gt;You were the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you for hating me&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to make you leave&lt;br /&gt;You and I were living like a love song&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad, I feel so bad that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you're the only one that I want&lt;br /&gt;I want you back, I want you&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that&lt;br /&gt;I threw away all our dreams&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe now that you're gone how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad, I feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;You were the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I threw away all our dreams&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe now that you're gone how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad, I feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;You were,&lt;br /&gt;You were the best I ever had..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2625431562282646711?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2625431562282646711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2625431562282646711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2625431562282646711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2625431562282646711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-i-know-i-messed-up-bad-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2456208135620503941</id><published>2008-12-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:27:10.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF........&lt;br /&gt;WHY MY LIFE SUCK TO THE MAXXXXXXXX...&lt;br /&gt;AFTER I OFF MY ENGINE.. EVERYTHING DONT SEEM TO GO ACCORDING TO PLAN...&lt;br /&gt;NOT ONE BIT..&lt;br /&gt;FALLING FOR THE WRONG ONE.. GETTING HURT LIKE A DICK HEAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; I JUST CANT BE YOUR FRIEND &lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitin..&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait, any time or place..&lt;br /&gt;depending on your feelings..&lt;br /&gt;i have no doubts..&lt;br /&gt;this is love..&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing that you've always wanted to make it clear..&lt;br /&gt;i'm disappointed in myself..&lt;br /&gt;from heaven, i drop down into the abyss..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so helpless..&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to change..&lt;br /&gt;what can i do ?&lt;br /&gt;to start afresh from the beginnning..&lt;br /&gt;just give me a chance..&lt;br /&gt;There is no way that I can just be an ordinary friend..&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are so deep..&lt;br /&gt;How can you tell me to just let go?&lt;br /&gt;But you say to me that you only want to be my friend..&lt;br /&gt;In your heart I am only a friend and not a lover..&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate you telling me how you feel..&lt;br /&gt;But the love that I feel for you,  I cannot take back..&lt;br /&gt;so I can’t just be your friend..&lt;br /&gt;I’m not just going to be an ordinary friend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2456208135620503941?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2456208135620503941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2456208135620503941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2456208135620503941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2456208135620503941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/12/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7197761042431508892</id><published>2008-12-08T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:17:27.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Poem Ever Written.. For my New Life..</title><content type='html'>This life.. Has been ok.. A lot of ups.. And more Downs..&lt;br /&gt;i've met this girl on Naomi's Bday..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know is she the right one..&lt;br /&gt;or..&lt;br /&gt;Am i the right one for her..&lt;br /&gt;Though she attracts me a lot.. but still.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;This Poem is dedicated to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titled - How I Feel..&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;But i know my feelings are for real..&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you from far..&lt;br /&gt;I've even prayed on every star..&lt;br /&gt;That one day.. You'll feel the same..&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and soul i will proclaim..&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to tell you but words fail..&lt;br /&gt;My heart skips a beat and my skin turns pale..&lt;br /&gt;What if you reject my every advance?&lt;br /&gt;What if you don't give romance a chance?&lt;br /&gt;But soon.. I'll be ready to lose pride..&lt;br /&gt;For i know I'll regret if I've not tried..&lt;br /&gt;So do tell me if we could be..&lt;br /&gt;For it would mean every single thing to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly Your's.. Jay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7197761042431508892?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7197761042431508892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7197761042431508892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7197761042431508892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7197761042431508892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-life.html' title='Best Poem Ever Written.. For my New Life..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-9099969669618921117</id><published>2008-10-14T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T05:24:10.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Naomi..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much do&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;even &lt;em&gt;i dont know tat&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;But.. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;NO matter what&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;what i know is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i DO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can change the fact tat..&lt;br /&gt;u were &lt;em&gt;my girl..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt; my love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;         &lt;em&gt;my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i waited for &lt;strong&gt;ages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  for&lt;em&gt; a girl like u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;    to &lt;strong&gt;come&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;save me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;why cant me be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;  a perfect world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Us..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;two..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;im sure&lt;em&gt; it'll work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;world of mine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;without you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is like a&lt;strong&gt; night sky&lt;/strong&gt; without &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;stars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nothing to&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; brighten it up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nothing to&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; acompany the moon&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;ill be&lt;strong&gt; strong&lt;/strong&gt; this time..&lt;br /&gt; even if the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;world destructs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  even the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sky colapse on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;every tear i cry..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; i cry for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;every timme i live..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;i live for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can be compared to you..&lt;br /&gt;if there is something i can &lt;strong&gt;sacrifice &lt;/strong&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;  just to be with you..&lt;br /&gt;ill &lt;strong&gt;DO IT NOW !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  without a single second of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hestation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;our dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  are just&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; infront of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; why dont we &lt;strong&gt;go &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;make it come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lets forget about &lt;strong&gt;everything else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;go over the sea&lt;br /&gt;  fly to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;heavens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;in the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;ill &lt;strong&gt;rejoice&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;strong&gt; ive met you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its the &lt;em&gt;natural thing to do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont let anyone to interupt us..&lt;br /&gt;ill &lt;em&gt;forget&lt;/em&gt; about&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;EVERYTHING ELSE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want us to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i want to fly up to the &lt;em&gt;sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;a sky that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; only both for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;where &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;angels celebrate our love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lucky we are ..&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;friends &lt;/span&gt;into &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovers &lt;/span&gt;into &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;soulmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;even the&lt;strong&gt; sun&lt;/strong&gt; is not as glaring as&lt;em&gt; your beauty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i ever &lt;strong&gt;wanted to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is to&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; be with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  having &lt;strong&gt;live the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;rest of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i want to&lt;strong&gt; hold you in my arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;play a song for only you..&lt;br /&gt;  feel my heart as it beats for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;life seems &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so boring without you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ive waited for&lt;strong&gt; ages&lt;/strong&gt; for the&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; existance such as you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;now..&lt;em&gt; i finally found you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;how close we are&lt;strong&gt; to that happy ending..&lt;br /&gt;im yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay beside me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shall &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exist down on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe not in me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;but the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;we shared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe we're not&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt; is we do &lt;strong&gt;exist for&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; our love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;strong&gt;too special&lt;/strong&gt; for me &lt;em&gt;to forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;every time i see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;innocent smile&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes my life shine with &lt;strong&gt;happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we used to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;share&lt;/span&gt; this love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pure love ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not comtaminated by any other elements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;has put me on this earth &lt;em&gt;to look for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be with you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hold you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant hold back my tears anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand not hearing your voice..&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;burning flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inside me..&lt;br /&gt;wants to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;burn a love hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into my chest..&lt;br /&gt;revealling all that &lt;em&gt;i want to show you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive never stop hoping..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe that was just a dream..&lt;br /&gt;im stuck in this &lt;strong&gt;dark corner..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; my death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the sun now shines.. &lt;em&gt;but my eyes refuses to look at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;every beam of light..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;every strip of hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reminds me of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;why must we suffer like this..&lt;br /&gt;why is this so pain..&lt;br /&gt;why the ocean can be so calm even when my heart is screaming ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to go back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back into time..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time when &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i have nothing to care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing but&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;i give up my life..&lt;br /&gt;ill give you anything ..&lt;br /&gt;ill give you..my life..&lt;br /&gt;anything and everything that i can ever have..&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why cant i move on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know the answer..&lt;br /&gt;all i know is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i want you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i need you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our love will nvr die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the sky that shines for you and me..&lt;br /&gt;i watch as the sun sets down the horizon..&lt;br /&gt;i still remember ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i kissed you&lt;/span&gt;.. and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You were Mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone signed me up for love..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because now i cant live without it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only you can make me feel so..&lt;br /&gt;you know me..like nobody knows..&lt;br /&gt;no one can be compared to you..&lt;br /&gt;thousand of stars shine for you and me..&lt;br /&gt;now slowly.. one by one.. goes missing..&lt;br /&gt;knowing that my days are comin to an end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;allow me to steal your shadow..  &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;To shade me from this pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;allow me to steal your images..   &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; In my mind..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive often dream about&lt;em&gt; you and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;we were out there.. happily together..&lt;br /&gt;and your voice.. saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i want to be with you..&lt;br /&gt;for your love is worth my life that ill be there for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to ask me to forget you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is like asking me to jump from the highest point..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;cant stop loving you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;pretend to say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but i dont want to lie to you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; i wont stop loving you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Why SHOULD I ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be with me.. one more time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold you in my arms once again..&lt;br /&gt;let me protect you one more time..&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you'll be in my heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;living in there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;now and always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;there are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;things in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that will&lt;strong&gt; happen&lt;/strong&gt; if you&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; keep believing in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one more time..&lt;br /&gt;take a look through my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;you can see the &lt;em&gt;truth inside them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every single word i say&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;will not be just words&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for you to believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it will be everything ill have to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that shows how much&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; i want you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i need you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything changes..&lt;br /&gt;but not love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont leave me here..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i cant afford to lose you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;all the things that you can change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;not this please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you'll be amazed what you find..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just take a look through my eyes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and tell me.. what you've found..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Whom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lives&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                Jay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-9099969669618921117?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/9099969669618921117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=9099969669618921117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/9099969669618921117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/9099969669618921117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/10/naomi.html' title='Naomi..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-7387987382932109960</id><published>2008-09-28T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:49:29.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive Found out.. My true feelings..</title><content type='html'>I've came to know..&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desparate &lt;/span&gt;for You..&lt;br /&gt;I'm having &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;grief&lt;/span&gt; everytime i find myself awake..&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tried to let it go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. but i cant..&lt;br /&gt;i found out..&lt;br /&gt;To spare oneself from grief&lt;strong&gt; at all costs&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;can be achieved only at the price of &lt;strong&gt;total detachment&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;which &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Includes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the ability to &lt;strong&gt;experience Happiness&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;What people say that The &lt;strong&gt;greatest griefs&lt;/strong&gt; are those &lt;strong&gt;we cause &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;is indeed true..&lt;br /&gt;But for me.. its &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tearless&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Tearless grief &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bleeds inwardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it bleeding &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;every single second&lt;/span&gt; im a alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you so&lt;/span&gt;.. why must we say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Why does it take&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; a minute to say hello&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;forever to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to say bye to you..&lt;br /&gt;No matter what..&lt;br /&gt;There are&lt;strong&gt; no good-byes&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;where ever&lt;/strong&gt; we are, you’ll always be &lt;strong&gt;in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A good-bye is &lt;strong&gt;never painful&lt;/strong&gt; unless you’re &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;never going to say hello again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Being &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; sometimes means &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;being able to let go&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then ill admit.. Im &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;not strong&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;as weak as u make me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Where is the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“good”&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;All i know.. is that what we shared &lt;strong&gt;before..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; good&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;not now&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Now is worst as &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I rather &lt;strong&gt;burn&lt;/strong&gt; in there for &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;eternity&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Than to live here.. &lt;strong&gt;slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to let go of someone&lt;strong&gt; to see if there’s anything there &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to hold on to&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes you have to let go of the one you love &lt;strong&gt;to find out if there is really&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now.. I've let go.. please come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need you so badly&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;It is the&lt;strong&gt; Beginning of &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;something simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and the &lt;strong&gt;End of &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’m torn between &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;what was&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;what could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People try to tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t cry because &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;it’s over&lt;/span&gt;. Smile because &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Finally I found out..&lt;br /&gt;How hard it was to lose something you ever wanted to have..&lt;br /&gt;A part of &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; has grown in &lt;strong&gt;me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;together forever&lt;/span&gt; we shall be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apart&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;maybe in distance,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not in the heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The world is round and the place which may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seem like the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;beginnning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may also be the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our song.. Ive always listen to..&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; song&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;ended&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;melody&lt;/span&gt; lingers on&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now.. i finnally understood..&lt;br /&gt;That im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;genius for love&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; real&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;genius for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;getting into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;getting out&lt;/span&gt; of love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;single flower&lt;/span&gt; for every time &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I could &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;walk forever&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;my garden&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to wake up now..&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to wake up and realize&lt;br /&gt;what I was dreaming was right in front of my shut eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop saying&lt;strong&gt; hellos&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;for fear of saying &lt;strong&gt;goodbyes&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;U are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;However..&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;definition&lt;/strong&gt; of a beautiful woman&lt;strong&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;one who loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t love a&lt;strong&gt; woman&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she is beautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because you love her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each time&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;star&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;falls down from the sky&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you &lt;strong&gt;looked up&lt;/strong&gt; at the sky and&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; found it dark with no stars&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is all your fault&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You made me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;miss you too much&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;strong&gt;Do miss you&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;People ask.. when will you wake up ?&lt;br /&gt;                         When will you stop missing her..?&lt;br /&gt;                             When will you Stop loving her..&lt;br /&gt;                        I told them..&lt;br /&gt;I once went to the ocean..&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;dropped&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; a tear&lt;/span&gt; in the ocean&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the day &lt;strong&gt;I will &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;stop missing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we’ve come to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;still &lt;strong&gt;I can’t &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;it’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unnatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you belong to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I belong to you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-7387987382932109960?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/7387987382932109960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=7387987382932109960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7387987382932109960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/7387987382932109960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-came-to-know.html' title='Ive Found out.. My true feelings..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-8486687313860278449</id><published>2008-09-08T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:36:33.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Up.. On Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another Emo song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Berhenti Berharap..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tak percaya lagi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dengan apa yang kau beri&lt;br /&gt;aku &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;terdampar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; di sini&lt;br /&gt;tersudut menunggu&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aku &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tak percaya lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;akan guna matahari&lt;br /&gt;dengan mampu menerangi&lt;br /&gt;sudut gelap&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; hati ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aku &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;berhenti berharap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;menunggu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;datang gelap&lt;br /&gt;sampai nanti suatu saat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tak ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cinta kudapat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kenapa ada &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;derita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bila &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bahagia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tercipta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ada sang hitam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bila &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;putih menyenangkan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;aku&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;pulang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...tanpa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dendam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ku&lt;strong&gt;terima&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kekalahanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aku &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;pulang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...tanpa&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dendam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ku&lt;strong&gt;salutkan&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kemenanganmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bridge:&lt;br /&gt;kau&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ajarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aku.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;bahagia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kau &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ajarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aku.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;derita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kau &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;tunjukkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aku.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bahagia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kau &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;tunjukkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aku.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;derita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kau &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;berikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aku.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bahagia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kau &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;berikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aku.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;derita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-8486687313860278449?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/8486687313860278449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=8486687313860278449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8486687313860278449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8486687313860278449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/09/giving-up-on-life.html' title='Giving Up.. On Life..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2750582362120861442</id><published>2008-08-15T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:25:26.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest thing..</title><content type='html'>These two things really talk about the love life that has passed.. please. Enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You’re in my arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;world is calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music playing on for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;only two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So close together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;when I’m with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Romantic dreams will stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bid my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;, waiting here &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All that I wanted to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;believing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re beside me and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;look how far we’ve come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far&lt;/em&gt;... we are...&lt;em&gt; so close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I face the faceless days&lt;br /&gt;If I should lose you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And still so far..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THINKING BACK.. AND NOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;best thing&lt;/span&gt; about tonight's that &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know Im already.. &lt;em&gt;HURT&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;down To the Core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;swore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may of failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breathe..&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;strong&gt;tonight&lt;/strong&gt; will be the night that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a girl like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;impossible to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Heart's Message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is&lt;strong&gt; not what I intended&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted &lt;strong&gt;you to be a part of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But I know that i've been a loser..&lt;br /&gt;I've Never thought I'd Live &lt;strong&gt;Without you&lt;/strong&gt; here..&lt;br /&gt;I just know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;change that&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Time &lt;/span&gt;seems&lt;strong&gt; too weak&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this feelings..&lt;br /&gt;Never have I thought I'd miss you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as much as i do NOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I Miss You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;More and More..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Than Yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Less Than Tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;~  Jay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2750582362120861442?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2750582362120861442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2750582362120861442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2750582362120861442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2750582362120861442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweetest-thing.html' title='The Sweetest thing..'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-2129485128299048551</id><published>2008-08-12T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:35:02.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirtish</title><content type='html'>Today.. ntg much can be said.. same old stoning in the house.. came back from school.. wen to the pool saw Francior.. and his girlfriend ~~ and the gf's brother. lol they were.. kissing.. kissing.. and kissing.. the whole time kissing.. when we sitting in towerblock.. kissing.. come down by lift.. kissing.. bring them to bangsar.. kissing.. De Haven kissing.. ARGH &gt;.&lt; why cant i kiss ?? lol.. anyway. i already know the answer. haha.. ok.. this is stupid. ppl say it can release things.. stuff. its nt really working. lol. mayb coz ppl doint know about it.. lol .. but i dunn wanna let ppl know. so ? how ?&lt;br /&gt;in De Haven.. cystal and wen jun came. crystal know sheesha comin so she cancelled her.. "go early to tuition plan" &lt;em&gt;( yes !! temptation plan SUCCESS &gt;.&lt; )&lt;/em&gt; so she had a few puff then she go.. after tat.. i went after around 25 mins.. was late for tuition. told teacher my fren was sick .. nice excuse ? lol .. after tat.. come back.. now in my house.. stoning as usual and writing this post &lt;strong&gt;For Me Myself and I..&lt;/strong&gt;  lol.. tata ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-2129485128299048551?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/2129485128299048551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=2129485128299048551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2129485128299048551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/2129485128299048551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/08/flirtish.html' title='Flirtish'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375420315942545083.post-8910544330736596636</id><published>2008-08-11T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T05:20:25.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems. more Problems.. and more..'/><title type='text'>!st Day of Life</title><content type='html'>Reading people's blog.. From friends.. all of them said.. blogging can release your Pressure.. or wtv inside.. Though i'm nt really planning to spill all my personal life here. but.. yeah.. just wanna try it out and if it does work.. i'll think about it ^^&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 1st day. 1st breath of this blog. so.. dont expect much..&lt;br /&gt;This blog is 1 day younger than me so to speak.. so.. lets see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. went out with friends..  went to watch... tat CROC movie.. its was.. somehow.. bored.. and short.. BUT FULLLLL OF SUSPENS AND BLOOOD &gt;.&lt; lol but it was kinda shocking each time tat 6 m long corc come and bite someone off. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Its been almost 2 week now. &lt;em&gt;( if those whom are close. You would understand ) &lt;/em&gt;life is somehow.. short.. and long. i wish it would end now. after &lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;incident. dont really have much will/reason to live. though this may sound stupid but i've gone through this and its very very LONG.. last one took 4 years just to get my mind of her. This is really tiring.. After i've put my heart to it.. and *puff* its gone.. I REALLY DO LOVE HER !!! but what can i do ? or.. What should i do ? wanna few choices ?&lt;br /&gt; 1 . Shot myself in the head and get over with it ?&lt;br /&gt; 2 . Go for another try when she said its impossible ?&lt;br /&gt; 3 . Stone around and wait till she turns back ? &lt;em&gt;( almost impossible for her )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 4 . Just give up and go look for one whom i can love ?&lt;br /&gt; 5 . Just give up and go back to what took my 2.5 years to retire from ?&lt;br /&gt; 6 . Give up girls..&lt;br /&gt;Still dont know.. anyone ? pls help..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375420315942545083-8910544330736596636?l=whosetheone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/feeds/8910544330736596636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375420315942545083&amp;postID=8910544330736596636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8910544330736596636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375420315942545083/posts/default/8910544330736596636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whosetheone.blogspot.com/2008/08/st-day-of-life.html' title='!st Day of Life'/><author><name>J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
